Stash Pot Three 6 Mafia (Ft. Koopsta Knicca)

[Intro x2: Gangsta Blac]
Lock you in the fucking trunk
While I hit the fucking bong
Now I'm going crazy man
All I see is blood

[Hook x4: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
Tie 'em to my bumper, drug 'em, fuck 'em
I don't love 'em, dump 'em, slump 'em
Put 'em in a hoe spot
Take me to the stash pot

[Verse 1: Koopsta Knicca]
Well I'm fresh up outta jail with no job, so I steal and rob
Creeping through them parks
And running them bitches up out them boulevards
This that type of shit that'll make you click to get your ass in
(Well, what you want, playa?)
Bitch them mothafuckin' dividends
I'm that nigga to envy with, that damn devil in me
Koopsta's bucking these bitches down
Leaving they mothafuckin' pockets empty
That's what I did and now I got a fucking bloody Glock
From making these niggas lay drop yourself
I'm taking these bitches off to my stash pot
And when I step, damn fool, it's best to watch yourself
Cause walking with that Koopsta Knicca's bad
For your fucking health
Hoe I would rather make a stang than be a lame burglar
And if I do ya, it's a murder, murder, murder, murders
Inside the mind of a mothafuckin' lunatic
Leaving bitches headless it's pathetic to try to fuck with this
That's why I make these hits and call this shit a nigga knock
*Bang, bang, bang* Bitch don't let this be a stash pot