Touch a Black Bag

It ain't no mo' sellin' dope, sometimes I smoke dope

And that's the real deal Let's keep it 100 and fuck what anyone say

Me I like to play too

Don't wanna just sit back and watch you shit so much ice

I built a fuckin' igloo More than almost any of you have ever seen

Went to the pen once for havin' a pocket full of glass

And the motherfuckin' Mac talk wrong and he'll blow out your back

Do a day in jail then come back, no witnesses Fuck you and your missus, miss this shit

Forty rounds at your dome Big chrome tearin' hoes through your home

Then I'm gone out on bond Thank God, I made this song

Playin' ping pong with hoes Bustin' hoes through bitches' clothes

And the whole town knows who got all the post bulls and bankrolls

Playin' ping pong with hoes Bustin' hoes through bitches' clothes

And the whole town knows who got all the post bulls and bankrolls

It's the white boy rollin' in a tight toy, Yaktown game

Boy cherry red, Kool-Aid shave head No braids, home of the braves

Where the Yak native stays, blowin' hoes through clay walls

Always standin' tall, a real gangster Love doin' dirt himself

Get the .45 up off the shelf, turnin' men to elves

Used to slang weed and pills till the shit got ruined

Either way livin's how we do it Brain always stirred like fluid

Head stay rollin, a gangster's knuckles always swollen

From breakin' on heads into weed I'm rollin

Call brain dead, dank was always the best meds

If you askin, I got steak for bread

Capital T just made it

Capital T just made it

Playin' ping pong with hoes Bustin' hoes through bitches' clothes

And the whole town knows who got all the post bulls and bankrolls

Playin' ping pong with hoes Bustin' hoes through bitches' clothes

And the whole town knows who got all the post bulls and bankrolls

Tang and River Road was a thing

Until that fat hoe Big Sang On another homie one die

Already R.I.P. serious comb Straight rider blood

Then that fool gave you some dub That's G-Toe

With that bitch Biggie Tri Pointin' me out in court

Got the D.A. If I was a gangster

And did I start the twoRGB? Bitch you a prankster

Teller and a faker Fatter than fuck

Lookin' like a bitch about to go in labor Jeremy

Shorter you a hoe and a trick Stupid fat bitch

I'm sure the rest of you know the rap too They can't hide this

Goes out to us on the inside The real ones that ridin

Don't speak how a mouth is supposed to keep Shut the fuck up

Should've been the only time for you to open Was to swallow a nut in prison

You'd be a fat slut

Playin' ping pong with hoes Bustin' hoes through bitches' clothes

And the whole town knows who got all the post bulls and bankrolls

Playin' ping pong with hoes Bustin' hoes through bitches' clothes

And the whole town knows who got all the post bulls and bankrolls

Fuckin' lame's contagious

Set a cherry red flags to the G's body

Touch a black bag

And the whole town knows who got all the post bulls and bankrolls