Don't Bring Me No Bag

Hey man, get the door These mother fuckers think it's CVS around this bitch Tell him we ain't 'bout that shit Yo, who is it? Um, Nick Yo, nigga, what up? Oh, nothin' Why you come to this mother fucker so early all the time, man? You-you said 1 o'clock I don't give a fuck what I said, nigga I don't get out the bed before two-thirty Don't come through this motherfucker so early next time, nigga Understood Let's see what'chu got Ain't 'bout to count no money, ain't sellin' no dope Don't bring me no bag, I want a envelope Ain't 'bout to count no money, nah, ain't sellin' no dope Don't bring me no bag, I want a envelope Ain't no disrespect, well maybe it is Ain't no trappin' here, well look here now, bitch Ain't no Oxycontin, no coke or no fizz Have you forgotten who the fuck that I is? Trap or die, that's a lie, niggas fry or testify Super fly, get super high, jigga boo shit, supersize Niggas do shit and justify You can do shit and get euthanized I could do shit, that's no surprise Serve your ass, two piece and fries Ain't 'bout to count no money, ain't sellin' no dope Don't bring me no bag, I want a envelope Ain't 'bout to count no money, nah, ain't sellin' no dope Don't bring me no bag, I want a envelope You niggas high as fuck, got slow reaction I done sobered up and I'm down for action And I fuck you up, if you come 'round askin' Don't try to play me like I'm Anglo-Saxon You a mouse in a trap house, I'm a dog in a cat house I'm comin' like Harriet Tubman, you comin' like Harry the drug man Some niggas don't give a fuck, man, 'bout they own people sufferin' Talkin' 'bout that they strugglin', made somethin' from nothin' Ain't 'bout to count no money, ain't sellin' no dope Don't bring me no bag, I want a envelope Ain't 'bout to count no money, nah, ain't sellin' no dope Don't bring me no bag, I want a envelope I'ma kill me a dope dealer I'ma douse me a trap house Who let the dogs out? I'ma make niggas crawl out I'ma make niggas call out to Jesus and they momma (Jesus and they momma) Right before they vomit (before they vomit) blood out they stomach (blood out they stomach) This for my auntie, she smoked your shit daily And this'll make you crumble, yeah, just like it did my uncle And this'll make you meet your maker, understand that he's the baker Got your ass on the slab now you the dope for the undertaker Ain't 'bout to count no money, ain't sellin' no dope Don't bring me no bag, I want a envelope Ain't 'bout to count no money, nah, ain't sellin' no dope Don't bring me no bag, I want a envelope Don't bring me no bag Don't bring me no bag You-you a mouse in a trap house (trap house), I'ma dog in a cat house (cat house) You-you a mouse in a trap house (trap house), I'ma dog in a cat house (cat house) You-you a mouse in a trap house (trap house), I'ma dog in a cat house (cat house) You a mouse in a trap house (trap house), I'ma dog in a cat house