Текст песни B.O.B. - LHK

Baggies on baggies
Got to many blunts
I cant tell these niggas
Where it is from
Pull up nigga
You might come and get some
Two tone my neck
And the mind is numb
Dribble 95 gram on my lap
Pull off the cops
We call this the trap
And the opps know that they next
Packing my all
I'm writting those raps
My niggas pull up H-Town
Runnin those straps
We the gang we let it bang
Nigga that's faxx
Weed and henney I gotta relax
Weed and henney
Yeah I gotta relax

But I gotta bag up
Nigga bag up
I put the racks up
Henney down in my double cup
Rock solid chainz flood chainz drip
Everyday a daydream
Takin My bitch
On a ultra light beam
Runnin these bags
I run wid tha team
Skin covered in coconut cream
Living the dream
Yeah I'm living the dream
Baggies on baggies
Got to many blunts
You didn't listen I told you once
And I ain't tellin you twice
I was all good and I was all nice
The moment came
Like a fuckin surprise
Now I know I gotta pay for the prize
Climbing the ladder
Though I'm scared of heights
Rockin and rolling
In the heights ay

Baggies on baggies
Got to many blunts
I can't tell these niggas
Where it is from
Pull up nigga
You might come and get some
Two tone my neck
And the mind is numb
Dribble 95 gram on my lap
Pull off the cops
We call this the trap
And the opps know that they next
Packing my all
I'm writting those raps
My niggas pull up H-Town
Runnin those straps
We the gang we let it bang
Nigga that's faxx
Weed and henney I gotta relax
Weed and henney
Yeah I gotta relax
I stay wid tha gang that is faxx

Baggies on baggies
Got to many blunts
I cant tell these niggas
Where it is from
Pull up nigga
You might come and get some
Two tone my neck
And the mind is numb
Dribble 95 gram on my lap
Pull off the cops
We call this the trap
And the opps know that they next
Packing my all
I'm writting those raps
My niggas pull up H-Town
Runnin those straps
We the gang we let it bang
Nigga that's faxx
Weed and henney I gotta relax
Weed and henney
Yeah I gotta relax
I stay wid tha gang that is faxx ay

Dreaming all day
But I'm fraid of what
I'm running from
Only know it is safe
When I'm in the sun
Feelings low so bitch i am numb
Fuck these niggas
Yeah fuck where they from
They don't know what I know
They just know some
Spark off a rocket
And pack me a blunt
I pack out I pull off a stunt
Not showing off
Yeah that's just a must ay
We ride in the back
Then we bust ay
Plan changed ay
Had to readjust
Baggies on baggies
I got to much blunts
Bitch I'm back
Back on my track
Found my path again
Aint turnin back
Ice on my neck
Fountain leaking again

Baggies on baggies
Got to many blunts
I cant tell these niggas
Where it is from
Pull up nigga
You might come and get some
Two tone my neck
And the mind is numb
Dribble 95 gram on my lap
Pull off the cops
We call this the trap
And the opps know that they next
Packing my all
I'm writting those raps
My niggas pull up H-Town
Running those straps
We the gang we let it bang
Nigga that's faxx
Weed and henney I gotta relax
Weed and henney
Yeah I gotta relax