Lyrics:
to the money two bag i'm sorry
(i'm sorry) race cars in a garage not talk
Bout cars big bag move arms (race cars)
Cocaine seller move hard
Dope dowg feed need em
Yeah, real music
(Yeah)
Yo, ya just get in that, you get in that head space, ya know
Somebody get the body bags, working with beats and
Put
on the wall with my secret eyes
Taking it in, try to be feminine
With my makeup bag watching all the sin
Misfit, I sit, lit up, wicked
Everybody else
on the wall with my secret eyes
Taking it in, try to be feminine
With my makeup bag, watching all the sin
Misfit, I sit, lit up, wicked
Everybody else
And I will still fuck Stacey Dash
Where I'm from we rather die than let you take the stash
That ain't just a sack my whole future's in that paper bag
money
I got a duffle bag that I wanna shop with
Or get another double R to cut the top with
Or hit the booty club to go and get some pussy whip
I
back with this pack of Zig-Zag's and this bag
Of this weed, it gives me the shit needed to be
The most meanest MC on this, on this Earth
And since
back with this pack of Zig-Zag's and this bag
Of this weed, it gives me the shit needed to be
The most meanest MC on this, on this Earth
And since
practicin' yoga
And that's the story of Zach, the ecstasy maniac
So don't even feed that to squirrels class, 'cause it's bad for you
See children,
practicin' yoga
And that's the story of Zach, the ecstasy maniac
So don't even feed that to squirrels class, 'cause it's bad for you
See children,
get you some money
Young nigga gon' get him some money
Young nigga gon' feed your fam
Shit, young nigga ain't tryna be hungry
Young nigga you doin'
Got that bag in my ride by my side thats all i need.
Because that bag dont judge dont budge it brings me everything.
Got that bag in my ride by my
And you put the load right on me
I picked up my bag, I went looking for a place to hide
When I saw Carmen and the Devil walking side by side
I said
In a bag of meat
Consecrated, violated whole
Never asked for this body
So let's sell it for parts
Feed the vermin the scraps
Remake me in my own image
the load right on me
I picked up my bag, I went lookin' for a place to hide
When I saw Carmen and the Devil walkin' side by side
I said, 'Hey, Carmen,
my nigga, I swing the pendulum
If the bitch bag a dipshit, I'm gon' give her some
Let's reflect times, I try to collect minds from complex rhymes
asking nicely
Hiding in the theater
I’m not ready to meet her
Give me a bag for my head
I just need some pity
Someone say I’m pretty
No expectations
No
Feed the cat, grab the road map
Put the house key under the mat
Don't forget to leave the kitchen light on
Pack your bags, hit the trail
Tell
They're rolling up bodies, like we roll up blunts
They dump them in the river with the rest of the cunts
He sells a bag of coke just to feed his
They're rolling up bodies, like we roll up blunts
They dump them in the river with the rest of the cunts
He sells a bag of coke just to feed his
emergencies this time
Excuse me sir but what is in your bag
Feels like those evil things you had
I forgot, I forgot all this, all these things that they
inside[00:37.80]All that's left is a bag of bones[00:41.92]I'll feed to the neighborhood strays[00:53.03]Suffer as you're eaten by aphids
They're rolling up bodies, like we roll up blunts
They dump them in the river with the rest of the cunts
He sells a bag of coke just to feed his
the bag (I swear)
Lost what love
We never knew
We had (Right there)
Cant go back
Now stuck here
Being sad (Right here)
(So I)
So I
Drink and Smoke
Do
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