Lyrics 28 Grams, Pt. 2 (The Double Up) - Mr. Sisco

Bitch I'm bout to talk crazy
Smack a nigga in his face and leave his brains on the pavement
I don't got love for a hoe cuz they too shady
Spent 160 on a quarter bitch that's 2 80s
Nigga trynna get a gram cuz he can't afford a 8fy
If you want me on yo song bitch you gotta pay me
I don't do shit for free nigga cuz I'm fucking lazy
Got a couple homies and them niggaz really gun crazy
Since I left my last bitch I got way better pussy
And a bigger bag and did I mention way better pussy
Beat a nigga ass tay yelling fuck that nigga up
If it's really smoke send a addy and I'm pulling up
Niggaz just talking but he pussy he ain't fooling us
I was in the back with the bad kids on the bus
Nigga got a stimulus check and bought a pair of buffs
Sold that nigga fake ass weed and told him it was Runtz
Niggaz always crying bout some shit like they rod wave
Lil ass boy you a capper and you ride waves
I don't trust a nigga or a bitch cuz they all a mess
Hit him in his head I don't know why he bought a vest
Niggaz wanna prey for Love I was preying for a tec
Yeah I been heartbroken but I never been a wreck
I can always get a bitch right now I wanna check
Feeling like the vet right now put a bitch in check
Bitches really thought that I changed yeah I got worse
If you ain't sucking on me baby we can't converse
I'll ride for my niggaz I won't lie for a bitch
You a broke ass nigga you can't even punch a Lyft

Poor ass nigga

Aye let me get it back

Took a bitch to micky D's got that hoe a Big Mac
Hit him in his head give a fuck about no 6 pack
Shawty want relationship I told that hoe forget that
All I wanna do is hit a thick bitch from the back
I can never go thru a bitch phone
Niggaz pillow talking to a bitch man they broke the code
Brody hit my phone said he got a load
Give me till the end of the night bet the bag gone
Old bitch left said the thrill is gone
I don't give a fuck bag bigger since you been gone
Chop a nigga pinky like the yakuza
When brody pass a bag he say thanks to the mafia
Bitches trappin fake Runtz that bag fulla cap
Try to pass it my way you getting pimp slapped
Hit up golden drip when I wanna spend a rack
Niggaz really broke they don't know about that
Blow a nigga rent on weed in a month
I heard you trynna beg for a bag you a punk
My dawg ain't a fighter but he got a super punch
Woke up in the morning rolled a blunt of captain crunch
Bitch I am a smoker I don't like getting drunk
I was in the club before I hit 21
The shit you on now I done already done
I done blew ounces out the bag just for fun
Catch me out on Plymouth with the bag going dumb
The gas that I smoke it'll leave yo ass slumped
If I start swiping bitch my brody got the dumps
Imma end the track lil bitch cuz I'm done