2 Chainz - Ziploc Lyrics

(Respect it)
(Mondo On the beat)
Tone

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 could 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 could make a brick lock

Twenty-eight grams in the Ziploc (Ziploc)
Ridin' with my dogs, that's a pit stop (pit stop)
Drop some chicken off, that's a win' stop (wing stop)
Show me all my sons out of wedlock, yeah
Got the draco in the headlock, tryna dodge a cell block
Nigga full of bedrock (bedrock)
Got the whole look off the catwalk
Got it out the mud, out the asphalt (asphalt)
Shorty you so fine, hard to 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, woulda 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 bag (turkey bag)
Digit scale on top of digit scale (digit scale)
Glock 40 on Glock 40
All while I had a record deal (yeah)
Why the niggas stay in Riverdale (trouble)
Heard them niggas try and kiss and tell (damn)
Try to charge Nev off 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 could 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 could make a brick lock (oh)

Shakin' back off a juice fast
Gorilla died, went vegan
Diamond link chain bling in the coupe fast
Killer flyin' down seekin'
Fifteen spread, two or three bad l
Ten grams tryna jump even
Cooked them in Sprite, vanilla extract, still taste
We ain't been speakin' plug
I'm really one of them
The nigga you braggin' on, I probably fronted him
Your family put up for collateral
You go to ridin' the passenger, punish him
Eight million dollars for a metric ton load
Thirty-three M's when you get the club gone
Boat hit the dock, it was already sold
Real street nigga with a mouth full of gold (bye-bye)
If I get arrested my bail paid
Project, I stay by the railway
I stood on the block, then I got me a spot
Now my daughter go shop for some Chanel frames
Trackin' device on the back of the car
But I'm thuggin', I know how to sell weight
Quiet now I'm cut, I'm controllin' the gutter
Bitch, I'm from the slum where they sell age

Twenty-eight grams in the Ziploc (Ziploc)
Add an extra gram for the Ziploc (Ziploc)
Twenty-eight grams in the Ziploc (Ziploc)
Graduated, I could 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 could make a brick lock

Let me tell y'all some
Buddy a nigga right, buddy a nigga really cap
I'll run through the God damn apartment
Bend the block down to my stupid head
No fifteens in the muhf*cka for that ese
Said I'm gon' fold
Nigga I ain't
Niggas talkin' 'bout, "Who the f*ck that is?
Boy that nigga ain't gettin' money"
I said, "Boy, f*ck you boy
I been gettin' money, hell is you doin' boy?"
You the lame ass f*ck, nigga every been talkin' about
Swear you were gettin' money, you are not gettin' money
Yeah, I know your sister
She always callin' me talkin' 'bout some
"He swear he get money, he really not gettin' no money like the"
Yeah, yeah, and if I, hey I rea, really told you the truth
Yeah, yeah I been, here now