Stash Up

[Chorus:] Put your hands up This is a stash up Pull the trigger and you're gonna get mashed up [Chorus x4] Check your ass up Smoke grass up And if you in the back then you gonna get passed up Mateo better pass me that bong The night is short and I've been waitin' too long To enter into another dimension Pull the smoke into my lungs And release the tension By the way did I happen to mention How stash operates So start the dissection 1, 2, Don't forget your crew now 3, 4, Sit facin' the door 5, 6, Never know when it hits 7, 8, It's gonna be too late [Chorus x4] Now I don't give a fuck Not a single fuck Not a single solitary fuck 'Cause I don't give a fuck mutha-fucka [x2] Ring the alarm And now the sound is dying, oh Ring the alarm And now the stash is creeping, oh Psychological Past diabolical Encrypted in code biological Rejected Generally defected Or maybe just slightly misdirected Murder by numbers Straight undercover Step into my, and you're six feet under Do a dance And let them know that you're feelin' it Locked up cause you know I was feelin' it Hydroponic Super bionic My H.K.'s, and my bombs are atomic Step 10 steps back with your monkey ass Better take cover cause we're ready to blast Now I don't give a fuck Not a single fuck Not a single solitary fuck Cause I don't give a fuck mutha-fucka [x8]