Baggin Crack

Chopping like a lumberjack, up in the gate

One plate, a rock on the table, moving that flake, yeah

Fiends start hitting my shit, paranoid

He got the convoy all up in his crib, one **** sick, fuck it

Let's get this money, got the razor, clack it in my jean jacket

A little scale, some baggies, and a mean ratchet

Now I start bagging away, fiends is coming, yo

Took off my shirt, murked that-a-way

"How many you want?" Like seventeen

Shits is golden, daddy

Play your part, little soldier (Fuck)

Better beaming now, we start blazing the place

Coke all on my skin

Eyes is burning, now I"m wiping my face

This shit's good, right? Best in the town

My little Dominican man and them blessed me

Big prices, let me wrestle 'em down

Keys is like twenty a joint, for you, give me fourteen

Flood 'em with dimes and give your **** joints

Suge Knight the building, take the town over

Then I woke up

It's blood on my left thumb, I bagged over

Now, I start casing the crib, basing (Yo, yo)

Eighty a gram, kicked off the PlayStation

Now the whole lab is mine

First **** was lying, mad hundreds start rolling in line

Yo, the shit's love, shakes in a dimensional caps

You want sick love, buy, like, one invincible pack

You get this stuff, you gon' see residuals back

You just a Dig Dug, you can't even hit me with facts

I just bugged on 'em, played the rug on 'em

Two for nine, you my ****, got love for 'em

We hit it in the process, ah, yes, and this is destined

Flashback to his culture, he Mexican

You all that, slick politician with your raw rap

You can sell from anywhere to jail, ****, fall back

You be stashing shit all in the mailboxes, all that

You just as real as the **** on the call back