| Half a bag, whole bag, half a bag, whole bag
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| Half a bag, whole bag with the price tag
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| Half a bag, whole bag, half a bag, whole bag
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| Half a bag, whole bag with the price tag
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| Half a bag, whole bag, half a bag, whole bag
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| Half a bag, whole bag with the price tag
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| Half a bag, whole bag, half a bag, whole bag
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| Half a bag, whole bag with the price tag
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| What you want a whole bag or a half a bag?
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| I need cash, I need cheese, nigga I need all my racks
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| Running from the task, silver block with them tags
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| I got stinky kush pack it smell like a trash can
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| Whip it on the stove then I cool it with the fan
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| And my left hand told me its in love with pots and pans
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| Addicted to the whole bag can’t even serve a gram
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| And I’m doing it for my niggas that be locked up in the slam
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| Price tags on the bag, in the glass baths
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| Foreign plug overseas, get my work from Trinidad
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| Got bombs of the gas like I’m in Afghanistan
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| And I’m posted on an island, you can call me Gilligan
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| In the bando wrapping packs in Saran
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| Some of the bricks be white, some of them bricks be tan
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| Posted on the block with a whole fucking bag
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| 12 pull up, everybody ran
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| Half a bag, whole bag, half a bag, whole bag
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| Half a bag, whole bag with the price tag
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| Half a bag, whole bag, half a bag, whole bag
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| Half a bag, whole bag with the price tag
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| Half a bag, whole bag, half a bag, whole bag
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| Half a bag, whole bag with the price tag
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| Half a bag, whole bag, half a bag, whole bag
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| Half a bag, whole bag with the price tag
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| Quarter bag, half a bag, I need the whole thing
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| I know niggas knock you out, call it Sugar Shane
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| Red and white, pull up in the Lamb, candy cane
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| Got damn, racks too heavy I need a cane
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| Two styrofoams filled up, I’m drinking on Wayne
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| Foreign bad bitch in my crew, she came from Spain
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| On the phone catching play while I’m getting brain
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| Yeah he say he want that white, but the drama came
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| Make the work disappear, call it David Blaine
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| Walk around nina on my hip, John Wayne
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| Pull up in the dump, Lebron James
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| 10 chains on my neck, but I’m not a slave
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| Batman coupe, pull up in the Batcave
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| Old money on me so they call me OJs
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| Run away with the set like OJ
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| Shawty rolling off a B, she need some OJ
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| Half a bag, whole bag, half a bag, whole bag
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| Half a bag, whole bag with the price tag
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| Half a bag, whole bag, half a bag, whole bag
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| Half a bag, whole bag with the price tag
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| Half a bag, whole bag, half a bag, whole bag
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| Half a bag, whole bag with the price tag
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| Half a bag, whole bag, half a bag, whole bag
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| Half a bag, whole bag with the price tag
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| Got the bag on my back like a soldier
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| Gucci bag and its a roller
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| And it filled up with the doja
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| Walk past you can smell a loud odor
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| Got lean in my cup no Foldgers
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| And I pulled up in a Rover
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| And I hit hoes like Sammie, no Sosa
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| No coke — aina, no teaser, take trips, no visa
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| I make a hurricane, no FEMA
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| .36 hold it up like a nina
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| And I pulled up in the beamer
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| Count Franklins like Aretha
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| And I got dough, Little Caesars
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| The block so hot, catch a fever
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| Already know I got bags filled to the top, no hash
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| Got beans, got lean, got gas
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| Niggas better come with that cash
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| Gucci bag came with the flag
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| Hell nah I can’t front you no bag
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| Hell yeah I just fucked my team
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| Half a bag, whole bag, half a bag, whole bag
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| Half a bag, whole bag with the price tag
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| Half a bag, whole bag, half a bag, whole bag
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| Half a bag, whole bag with the price tag
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| Half a bag, whole bag, half a bag, whole bag
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| Half a bag, whole bag with the price tag
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| Half a bag, whole bag, half a bag, whole bag
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| Half a bag, whole bag with the price tag |