Lyrics:
everything that's mine
Boy that's a given
Native baccy, native baccy native baccy
I'm puffing on that native baccy
Native baccy, native baccy native baccy
I'm
I roll, this is how I roll
If it's smoke-able
Then it's smoke-able
Baccy comes and goes
Baccy comes and goes
Baccy comes and goes
Baccy comes
still supreme
Why you adding your weed? I got Pal Mal, JPS and Amber Leaf
Why you adding your keef? I got straight Cutters Choice in my baccy spleef
Only
There's a man in Hyde Park who's selling real cheap baccy
Everyone ignores him but that doesn't stop him strutting happy
Even those with fags in
Ain't no rollies
Only baccys bustdown (Hmm)
Only runners, trap house
Only gunners, run down
Ain't no rollies
Only baccys bustdown
Only runners, trap
screaming the night away
You could have gone out any other day
With social climbers and empty baccy packets
And rich kids hiding in black leather jackets
the ps yea grabbin the dosh
Imma be rich yeah imma get posh
Chain and suit drip oh my gosh
Man baccy got gs yeah up in the mosh
Up in the mosh straight up
laughing
Don't be rolling smoking blowing just throw away all your baccy
Imma steal a show like bandits
You won't see me cos I'm magic
I'm rapping like I'm
don't, I don't smoke no baccy
I go to my Herb Guy
In or are you out
Its 4/20 baby, get high
I deserve a zoot, yh
I deserve to get high
I deserve to roll up
head'
Martha, I tell you one thing
You'll still wake up half dead
'Ah' said Stacey
'Rah where's my baccy?'
I put it in the kitchen bin
'Ah' said Katie
Strapped in the whip I got my bros we ridin
Blunt in my lip bang boosie on bass out slidin
5 deep 4 pissed on baccy n skunk im lightin
cll clean no
Waking up and I need a fix
I need me a coffee and a cig
I'll wear a frown in my dressing gown
'Cos me baccy pouch
Is nowhere to be found
I need me
I dip 'baccy long cut
I'm at the family reunion and I'm fuckin' mad sluts
Keep that thing up on my waist, don't gotta keep it tucked
Test me you
the Raws and the baccy in a weed bag
Bad energy we don't need that
You ain't gang, you ain't fam, so just step back
Bad energy we don't need that
I keep
treat
Finger clinic in the baccy of them jeans
Homemade yeah I like it homemade
Homemade yeah I like it homemade
Oh yeah
Butter it up
You know ima spread
on the weekly
Yeah baccy im back i rage like im mental
See me when im rollin in my whip through central
You lot are privates us man are generals
We got that
อารมณ์แบบนี้
ไม่ค่อยดี มันแค่ต้อง Baccy
ปลดปล่อยความรักทิ้งไป กับควันบุหรี๊
ไม่ต้องมาเรียกฉัน shawty
ไม่เห็นเป็นไรแค่ lonely
อยู่คนเดียวก็ happy
I don't
their tummies
My knives come like toys
Anyone can get it men and boys
My bro is a fiend for smoke, I ain’t talking baccy or cro
So drop anything you’re
Some boy stole my baccy
In there was my last bit of wacky
What am I supposed to do
That smoke was from the land of Peru
Get a new bag of smoke
Aw
I!
Wanna get back on my grind
Mind!
Turns that to baccy and grind
Fine!
I'll just sit back waste some time have my taste of the good miss my taste
We The Best Music For Real
Your mother is wacky
She lives in a shacky
She smokes lots of 2baccy
I go like fricky Fracky
Your Mother Is wacky
Like I
I got no baccy
Oo
I got no baccy
Bro's got a 9 and he's sat in the passy
I beggaman please try at me
Boss let me dank it
In his back seat
Oo Oo
Back den it was tickets for Maccies
We didn't know bout riz and baccy
I'm In a backseat
Not of a taxi
Coco baddie
I'm Smokin on Cali (Yes)
Hotbox
But won't spray baccy
Congratulations made a new pack
Slide on a opp we open fire
He a dead bitch a dead rival
He'd be alive if y'all ain gaslight em
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