Ziploc - 2 Chainz, Kevin Gates

Respected!

(Mondo on the beat, what’s poppin'?)

Tony, yeah

Yeah, twenty-eight grams in the Ziploc (Ziploc)

Add an extra gram for the Ziploc (Ziploc)

Twenty-eight grams in the Ziploc (Ziploc)

Graduated, I can make a brick lock

Twenty-eight grams in the Ziploc (Ziploc)

Add an extra gram for the Ziploc (Ziploc)

Twenty-eight grams in the Ziploc (Ziploc)

Graduated, I can make a brick lock (Tony)

Twenty-eight grams in the Ziploc (Ziploc)

Ridin' with my dawgs, that’s a pit stop (Pit stop)

Droppin' chicken off, that’s a Wingstop (Wingstop)

Show me all my sons out of wedlock, yeah (Ooh)

Got the Draco in the headlock

Tryna dodge a cell block, nigga full of bedrock (Bedrock)

Got the whole look off the catwalk, uh

Got it out the mud, out the asphalt (Asphalt)

Shorty you so fine, have the look in your eyes

With a big ol' booty, it’s yo ass fault (Ass fault)

Told a nigga I know your kind, if you came on my side

Would’ve robbed you with the mask off (Mask off)

Told my young niggas don’t crash out (Crash out)

Never let him know where the stash house (Stash house)

Millionaire friends with the blacked-out mirror

With the racks out, make his scale tap out (Tap out)

Turkey bag on top of turkey bags (Turkey bags)

Digit scale on top of digit scale (Digit scale)

Glock .40 on Glock .40 (Baow)

All while I had a record deal (Yeah)

Why a nigga stayed in Riverdale?

(True)

Heard them niggas try and kiss and tell (Damn)

Tried to charge nephew with a body

Somebody OD’d on Fentanyl

Yeah, twenty-eight grams in the Ziploc (Ziploc)

Add an extra gram for the Ziploc (Ziploc)

Twenty-eight grams in the Ziploc (Ziploc)

Graduated, I can make a brick lock

Twenty-eight grams in the Ziploc (Ziploc)

Add an extra gram for the Ziploc (Ziploc)

Twenty-eight grams in the Ziploc (Ziploc)

Graduated, I can make a brick lock (Ooh)

Shaking back off a juice fast

Gorilla diet, went vegan

Diamond link chain bling in the coupe fast

Killers flyin' down seekin'

Fifteen spread, two or three bad, losing (Shhh)

Ten grams, tryna jump even

Cooked 'em in Sprite, vanilla extract, still tick

We ain’t been speakin'

Plug, I’m really one of them (Yeah)

The nigga you braggin' on, I probably fronted him

Your family put up for collateral

You go to rat & the passenger punish him

Eight million dollars for a metric ton load

Thirty-three M’s when you get the clip goin'

Boat hit the dock, it was already sold

Real street nigga with a mouth full of gold (Bah-bah)

If I get arrested, my bail paid (Yeah)

Projects, I stayed by the railway (Yeah)

I stood on the block, then I got me a spot

Now my daughter go shop for Chanel frames (Yeah)

Tracking device on the back of the car

But I’m thuggin', I know how to sell weight (Yeah)

Acquirin' my cut, I’m controllin' the gutter

Bitch, I’m from the slum where they sell H

Yeah, twenty-eight grams in the Ziploc (Ziploc)

Add an extra gram for the Ziploc (Ziploc)

Twenty-eight grams in the Ziploc (Ziploc)

Graduated, I can make a brick lock

Twenty-eight grams in the Ziploc (Ziploc)

Add an extra gram for the Ziploc (Ziploc)

Twenty-eight grams in the Ziploc (Ziploc)

Graduated, I can make a brick lock (Ooh)

Let me tell y’all somethin'

Boy these niggas right, boy these niggas really cap

I’ll run through the god damn apartment

Beating the block down, I’m talkin' 'bout stupid

Had them fifteens in the muhfucka

That esé said I’m gon' fold, nigga I ain’t

Niggas talking 'bout, «Who the fuck that is?

Boy that nigga ain’t gettin' money»

I said boy, fuck you boy

I been gettin' money, hell is you doin' boy?

You the lame ass fuck nigga everybody been talking about

Swear you was gettin' money, you are not gettin' money

Yeah, I know your sister, she always callin me, talkin bout

«Where he gettin' money?

He really not gettin no money like that»

Yeah, yeah, I really told you the truth

Yeah I been hitting her