50 Bags (feat Lord Chilla)

Big aura flood up the corridor Son insecure he call odiadores This nigga got on Nautica (Ha) My niggas is used to being seized by officers Now seizing offices Seizing awards, well seasoned from war Cold seasons was poor Now me and this slutty vegan in the Four Seasons refusin' pork Tehuti thought Half Bajan this me "makin' sport" 'fore they assassinate me in my fortress Niggas still sampling Nautilus, wrong One email attachment verse your catalog or canon, bong From this angle it feels off again too disproportionate Too many pit bosses, kingpins Nobody reports losses what kind of sorcery is this I smell a storm at drift Too many plugs but who's the source Can't front on the kid was never fronted a zip I paid the cost and made it flip Toss by toss 50 bag, 50 bag 50 bag, 50 bag, 50 bag, 50 bag 50 bag, 50 bag, 50 bag, 50 bag, 50 bag, 50 bag, 50 bag, 50 bag 50 bag, 50 bags 50 bag, 50 bag, 50 bag, 50 bags, 50 bag, 50 bag, 50 bag, 50 bag, 50 bag, 50 bag, 50 bag, 50 bag The more money roll in" The more you niggas trollin' You could keep my style lil daddy You already stole it Money startin' to come in too fast I can't fold it These rhymes like yo feelings my nigga I can't control it The more money roll in" The more you niggas trollin' You could keep my style lil daddy You already stole it Money startin' to come in too fast I can't fold it These rhymes like yo feelings my nigga I can't control it 50 bag, 50 bags 50 bag, 50 bag, 50 bag, 50 bags, 50 bag, 50 bag, 50 bag, 50 bag, 50 bag, 50 bag, 50 bag, 50 bag Insert cartoon gun sounds Same fiend ask for the bust down was a D Didn't smell musty, subtleties go unseen Decide if it's for your needs or the rush now Street faith I pray to God Me and this knot in my pocket make it back to the lockbox Past safety when we touchdown Sometimes how the cookie crumble Make it look like a piece of cake in a crunch Never told Q, Drew, or A how the _ had me erratic Twelve hours straight moves we trained not to give a Q&A Now my sleep post traumatic Retail therapy for Lo addicts They tried to call my cool breeze passive Not my income but my actions cuz I don't fuss loud Caught 'em spying my bottom line They only glean but a fraction My math leave 'em dumbfounded My whole faction is captains We don't have to ration When it's cold we just get to action Do my own stunts now Take the plunge had 'em flooded by the lung From my cage goin' ape on my shit had 'em flung The tungsten haze buzzin' off the blue faced hundred Roll what remains from my digi-tray nuggets Vinyl weigh a ton 50 bag, 50 bags 50 bag, 50 bag, 50 bag, 50 bags, 50 bag, 50 bag, 50 bag, 50 bag, 50 bag, 50 bag, 50 bag, 50 bag The more money roll in" The more you niggas trollin' Money startin' to come in too fast I can't fold it The more money roll in" The more you niggas trollin' Money startin' to come in too fast I can't fold it (50 bags)