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Stashed a half a million dollars in the closet like some shoes Stashed a half a million dollars in the closet like some shoes I got all types of bitches and they're ready to break the rules Break the rules for a killer, break the rules for a dealer Break the rules for a boss, make the rules for a nigga Break the rules Half a million dollars in the closet in the stash, like some shoes Break the rules Cookin' dope, breakin' rules, whip it back, make her choose Flippin' packs of Peru, can't push that, that's a juug Sellin' dope at the school just to go get the Jordans Gotta go get the socks, comin' up off of rocks Never talk back to cops, comin' up with scenarios A dope sale opens plenty doors, fish scale with the odor I'm servin' that Lamar Odom, fuck bitches look like Kardashian This the type of shit I be on, sellin' ki's off any phone Pickin' up on the ringer, diamonds all on my finger Got a half a ticket in singles, tippin' stacks on the stripper pole Drankin' codeine, nigga pourin' 4's, ballin' hard, nigga, Derrick Rose Out my trap spot, 24s, we open up, we don't ever close Stashed a half a million dollars in the closet like some shoes Stashed a half a million dollars in the closet like some shoes I got all types of bitches and they're ready to break the rules Break the rules for a killer, break the rules for a dealer SongtexteBreak the rules for a boss, make the rules for a nigga Break the rules Half a million dollars in the closet in the stash, like some shoes Break the rules Got that [?] Bentley coupe They can't compare you, Future, now you buy 'em out of tools You got your barrel Future, promise me you'll never snooze 400 racks in a Nike box, no shoes A hundred racks inside my pocket, I'm tryna spend it now A half a ticket in the parkin' lot, I'm in it now A bunch of dead faces, then we put 'em in the ground Pour up the medication in the Sprite and stir it 'round Aye fuck my registration, I'm in them paper tags now I'm crazier than a mental patient, fillin' up that stash now Can't think about my past now, all I'm thinkin' is cash now Hit 'em up and stick 'em up and takin' off my mask now Stashed a half a million dollars in the closet like some shoes Stashed a half a million dollars in the closet like some shoes I got all types of bitches and they're ready to break the rules Break the rules for a killer, break the rules for a dealer Break the rules for a boss, make the rules for a nigga Break the rules Half a million dollars in the closet in the stash, like some shoes Break the rules Aus Songtexte Mania