Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dub Sack, artist - Blaze Ya Dead Homie. Date of issue: 25.03.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Dub Sack |
| Dubsack, I got your back! |
| Hand you that for the Andy Jack. |
| Parked on mac in a purple lac, trying to fatten up my stacks. |
| Lookin for the twin twin twin |
| Check the purple mac with the switches hand damn, |
| From the back ben quarters B ten |
| Auto mac cause I got a couple twelves to trade it for a sack. |
| I got big way, and cut it straight up on, |
| 48 sacks and they all fat dubs, |
| do the math cause making hand over fist paying six for a pound of that bubba |
| kush shit, |
| made them other hoes quit when I sealed up the block |
| 6 shotgun shells and only 2 shots, |
| now it’s my spot, my place to shine, |
| my street, my curb make money on a dime |
| Sup, you need a dime and I’m right on top, |
| got me some nickelbacks for the bitches at the stop sign, |
| just a little sample, only for the ample women, |
| got a jackson and a dubsack you gettin'! |
| I take coin star notes to bottle return slips, |
| phone cards, 360 points, I’m even with. |
| I once took a headshot from this rap bitch, |
| and the drought is raining over here, I got your fix. |
| Paint your ass what it is it’s the newest in the biz, |
| By now they know mosquito I ain’t fucking with no meds |
| Only fuck with whole grain at the heaviest of strain. |
| A dubsack a day, it’ll take away your pain, take the pressure off your brain, |
| take the worry out your mind, |
| load a dubsack in a blunt, and get high in hell, |
| to smoke, choke, you feelin' good right? |
| Everything’s a party when the dub’s inside |
| 1 for the nickel, |
| 2 for the dime, |
| 20 for the dub of that bubba kind, |
| 1.50 for the quarter, 3 for the half, |
| 6 for the O with the pink giraffe |
| YO! |
| All my lettes' and los' everybody knows |
| that I’m out selling dubsacks after the shows. |
| In the purple caddy out the back window |
| 15 for my fam, 20 for you other hoes. |
| You know this shit is actual |
| when a half on a digiscale |
| 2 grams of bud and a half of gram of baggies sale |
| No stems or seeds, that shit has been gone. |
| only keep the high gray, so you can get your smoke on, |
| your homies get their coke on, rips from the glass, |
| where burn the whole shack puts the smoke in the air, |
| dubsacks I got em, best trees I got em, |
| once you got a dub you can never live without em! |
| 15 for the juggalos, |
| 15 for the juggalos, |
| 15 for the juggalos, |
| and 20 for you other hoes. |