Productor is making it hot.
30 bags of grass,
I'm in this ring,
we do the dash
You think it's sweet, we in this grass
How many packs you wanna ***?
Bet I'ma call you when they land it, nigga
Pull up and do damage to your market
Cause the number low
I can't do no business if you're skinny
Cause your budget low
Pull up on a plug like let's go see how much that luggage hold
I don't even be trippin' on that *
I know they come and go
I'm too much for this *, I know
He mad I * this bitch, I know
The stick I hit gon' make him fold
Mad you lit again, I know
Them niggas want you here, I know
But look at all this * I sell
I'm sellin' verse, I'm sellin' bull
Them niggas wanna be real, I know
Trapping or we robbin'
I vac'em before we pack em'
I got track em' with a yeah
Ever lost a fuckin' package?
I'm still too deep in these streets
I'ma leave em' in the sketch
If I ever catch a play I need,
I'm never comin' back
Well the truth, them niggas want you down bad
So they can lay it
Conversations with the plug like send me bags
So I can drag it
I was too deep in my bag
I had to get another bag
It don't worth no need to trap until I sell another bag
If I don't make it I'ma crash So let me get
up on my ass You wanted 30 bags of candy?
You got 30 bags of grass My man is ready to do the dash You
think it's too easy in this grass How many packs you wanna ***?
Bet I'ma call you when they land in me
This is how it go for sure This is how I know she go She * me,
she * Lebro She a freaky lassie,
oh All these plastic bags is not for sandwiches It's for the dope
All this hand to hand I'm doin' I'm trappin' hard Come get the
smoke Beefin' with her man I give her dig Now she gon' give me low
That nigga think I'm ripped But I rob him just
like I'm Semi-Homie You ain't hear my song?
I'm switchy dub I got that switchy on me Catch one of you niggas
switched up It's the swishin' I'm a gangsta you can feel it In the trap
with all guerrillas See guerrillas all gang So give me drop or try
killas I be havin' bad dreams I conversate with all killers My Lebro
needed some bang I threw a plate at my lil' nigga Tell the truth,
them niggas want you down bad So they can lay it
Conversations with the plug like send me bags So I can drag
it I was too deep in my bag I had to get another bag
If I don't work no need to try Until I sell another bag If I don't
make it I'm a crash So let me get up on my ass You wanted 30 bags
of candy You got 30 bags of grass In this room we'll do the dash You
think it's sweet we in this grass How many packs you wanna ***?
And I'ma call you when they land this nigga