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quincelu - sta$h lyrics

(hook)
flip raps to racks
just to stack my stash
gotta flip raps to racks
cause this traps a trap (x2)

(verse: quincelu)
flip raps to racks
man it sound simple

to the point nipple
tripple, double, 6 blunts in the four fingers
while my thumb fl!ckers
lighter on, on my lil wayne intro

finna snap on these n+ggas, jazz kudos
who knows, where i might take it, albert pujols
homerun, migo got 2 phonez, 2 hoes
down to push push like 2 doors
lu
cold winters, and cold sinners
make cold winners, and cold singers
aye, phone ringers, its mo money
its hunnits, nothing more for the zip cousin
haha, and my stash poking out turkeys with stuffing
i dont move birds n+gga, i move onions
i move cuties, move bunches
honey, oats, edibles, you name it might front it
sl!ck with words like the name j cole
i…move da work like it got repo’d
i relocate when the pot gets full
i, let it bubble till that sh+t cold, ya heard
good riddance to the game i hope
once i flip the green into melodies
turn my p’s into mp3’s, make a milly of the beats i seized, rip

(hook)
flip raps to racks
just to stack my stash
gotta, flip raps to racks
cause this traps a trap (x2)

- quincelu lyrics

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