Lyrics:
Woke up in bed with a bad bitch, and you know she like to smoke that cabbage
Roll an 8th in a wood and I face that
She want me to love I won't chase
Dis Dat Phat Mack
Just checked my bank account and hit the cabbage patch
Feeling like Fat Sacks
Personal lottery lil baby stand back
Like Dre
though
I ain't even rich though yea
Living lavish
Stacking cabbage
Young jigga run it up get the backend
I was trapping
Now i'm rapping
In the club turning
Devy, pick up the phone
I roll a wood up, that’s sweet aromatic
I’m smoking on good up, I’m counting this cabbage, yeah
I throw my hood up, when I
savages
Chilling on corners
Smoking the cabbages
I wrote this song for my savages
I wrote this song for my savages
Pour one out coz this for my savages
I
the cabbage
Young nigga flex so I gotta get baggage
I trap and I trap all the way for the backend
Niggas pussy gotta get some catnip
I remember times they was
I'm that rich
Putting on for my kinfolk, been dope
Been G.O.A.T, smoking on cabbage yeah, yeah
Pardon my swag, bitch
This nigga don't do average
Stuck
it's cabbage
Flow so hot like it's lava
Keep me a stick harry potter
It's not a murder it's a slaughter
Pull up I'm fucking your daughter
Aye aye aye
my fetty, where the cabbage at?
I been on my grind since you was clutching on a cabbage patch
I heard some niggas hit my line like
Where's the static
my fetty, where the cabbage at?
I been on my grind since you was clutching on a cabbage patch
I heard some niggas hit my line like
Where's the static
I ain’t tryna stunt with no savage
Habits
Tryna keep it healthy
Like it’s cabbage
I ain’t tryna carry no baggage
I ain't tryna carry no baggage
I
Chorus
I got baggage up on me
I got cabbage up on me
Insta Chick looking schweet
Turn around and say cheese
I might fly you overseas so do up
Rolling green that mean it's cabbage buss it down straight out the package
Roll it light it smack it
hit it twice then pass it
You know you gotta ash it
act quick
Stack cabbage and peak patterns
We bring the smoke, you better match it
Stack cabbage and peak patterns
We bring the smoke, you better match
I was down so bad I ain't have shit
Now a nigga get a whole lotta cabbage
Now I'm the one gettin' chased by a bad bitch
Livin' lavish yeah I'm bagged
She fell in love with a savage
I fell in love with the cabbage
Remember days I ain't have it
So I hustle till I'm mad Rich
Getting money liven lavish
She want a, she want a
She want a nigga with status
She want a nigga with status
I want a bad bitch that can handle the package
All bout the cabbage
a million to one
I'm not average
Everybody dies
When dreams lose to cabbage
My eyes carry a lot of baggage
No mob ties linked
I ain't a savage
I'll take
'bout?
All y'all busta' ass niggas
I'm addicted to money
Oh I gotta have it
Ooo I gotta grab it
Hustle real hard, gotta stack that cabbage
I'm
peculiar, (It sure is)
A fork belongs with the knife (It sure does)
(Corn beef is lost without cabbage)
I love cabbage, a husband should have a wife
pig ass ain't come around till
I got my cabbage up
Your pig ass ain't come around till
I got my cabbage up
Your pig ass ain't come around till
I got my
Oh, she sits among the cabbages and peas
With a pretty little peapod 'tween her knees
She's a whiz at shelling peas
So she sits and shells with ease
come
The Walrus said
To talk of other things
Of shoes and ships and sealing wax
Of cabbages and kings
And why the sea is boiling hot
And whether
yeah)
In the YSL family, first we established (we established, whoa)
Pocket filled with green, nigga that cabbage (racks, racks)
I need these my size
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