Stashbox (Feat. Skrilla)

Bring it to me, boy!

All I need is a couple crash-out boys and I can send a blitz
Bro and Mary, Michael, Mary, that shit old, bitch, I like Rick
Super trim, Caddy, V.A., hit the gas, bitch, supercharged, really him
7-6, pushin' that button, hit the car, got
If I did the dead, bitch, I might make the song cry
Free Lil' P-Ski, Tali P-Ski, stand on B-Ski, that's what I got

I just geeked up off a G6, G2-2, I got it on me
Turkey butter up on the back, I pepperoni cook your homie
No Diddy, Slotty Johnny, no Kizzy
We just biffed the scat, that bitch came with his Disney (Stashbox)
I put boxes in my whips and I put switches on my glocks

You gon' shake some, I gon' take some
Tap that button, go erase some
Bro smoke a hop so he got lace blunts
Haven't talked to my Orishas 'til my day come
I know L.A. go out, gon' re-arrive and resurrect me, ain't none
Like a meatball, put a switch, now I playin' b-ball

You pop out with your switch and not your gang game, let your heat up
30 shots for y'all, the two-oh-twenty-three
In the backseat, all the pass, I shoot my shot straight from the three
Hit the gas, this bitch go fast, this pussy start, don't need a kick
Walk him down
I feel like Brown Brown with the heat