Stash It VL Deck (Ft. 21 Savage)

[Intro]
JYork, whoa, thank you sir

[Chorus: VL Deck]
All this money comin' fast, I can't find nowhere to stash it
Lil mama ass fat, huh, I can't wait to smash it
Chokers on my neck boy, yeah I'm rockin' carats
You can throw it in the bag, bitch I think I'm Fabolous
All this shit came off of gas, never seen advance check
I just sent like thirty bags down to the projects
I got one, two, three, four shooters clutchin' carbons

[Verse 1: VL Deck]
I got bad bitches and they ass fat
Rock designer bags and they shoes match
They whole squad pretty, all y'all can get it
They on Live with it, they hashtag litty
We on the sofa, poppin' bottles, I just capped for fifty
Paparazzi snappin' pictures, everybody lookin'
Gold bottles everywhere, this is a motion movie
Fuck work, bitch said it's goin' up on Tuesday
Parkin' lot, I killed them, I left the top roofless
Boss bitch with me named Cookie so I'm Lucious
Forty shots, no handgun, I'm shootin' a baby Uzi
220 on the dash, I hit the gas, I bet I lose 'em