Baggies lyrics

[Intro: Tori Borealis]
Okay
What should I -- what should I say?

[Verse 1: Ben Yen]
(Aye, yeah)
Talk down, boy you 'bound to get bagged up
Your sh*t funny like stand up, I got some bands tucked
I stay at home, my little baby makin' chicken
You ain't heard of Ben then you don't know what you've been missin'
f*ck wit' me and boy you might just end up missin'
I'm the real deal, everything you do is fiction
I'm sittin' back while I plot on twenty bizzands
That's some lunch money, I got that in both hizzands
I'm whippin a Benz, got yo' b*tch in the back
When I'm hittin' the stage all the hands start to clap
I ain't really 'bout just talkin' sh*t I show you how I does it
I got blisters on my fingers from these bills that I've been thumbin'
(Uh, wait)
What the f*ck I'm supposed to say now? Do three songs a day now
I'm lookin' for any beat that I can snap when the bass pound
When the bass pound sh*t could get you laid out

[Hook x2: Ben Yen]
Pull up with a duffle, lil' b*tch you got baggies
I'mma send it right back if you start bussin' at me
I been sippin' on the Heem, I ain't touchin' no Natty's
If you really with the sh*t baby gon' up the ante
[Verse 2: TrippyThaKid]
(Uh, yeah)
I'm just tryna make a little money for my team (Yuh)
Patience is a virtue, you'll be livin' like a dream (Yuh)
Money runnin' lower than the water in the creek
In the middle of the summer in a drought tryna stream (Yuh)
Checks, checks, checks they comin' for Trippy neck
They never show me respect, I told 'em to come correct
But nobody will listen to Trippy until he snap
The power is in the bag, I'm snappin' until the death (Yuh)
O-Z, homie, nobody f*ckin' know me
I ain't sell no light weight, I don't f*ck with police
If you want an ounce of the shrooms, bring a baggie
Six XL and my pants hella baggie
O-Z, homie, nobody f*ckin' know me
I ain't sell no light weight, I don't f*ck with police
If you want an ounce of the shrooms, bring a baggie
Six XL and my pants hella baggie

[Hook x2: Ben Yen]
Pull up with a duffle, lil' b*tch you got baggies
I'mma send it right back if you start bussin' at me
I been sippin' on the Heem, I ain't touchin' no Natty's
If you really with the sh*t baby gon' up the ante