Mr. Ziplock (Mr. Goodstuff Intro)
Work after work after work like a med doc
I gotta go to square 1 if the bread stop
Zip after zip after zip mr ziplock
And it's vacuum sealed so it's fresh I got deadstock
But this ain't no cheap this that za make your head knock
Heard he got that cheap but it's mid call it kids bop
These niggas just patricks n his other man a spongebob
Told him keep it quiet bout the business he had one job
You lil niggas gonna stay broke wit your one job
I get the dough 8 ways like a octagon
I make so many damn plays it's a trapathon
And I trap for 60 straight days now the summer gone
Love my niggas I ain't gotta say it cause the bond is strong
Webeen having short conversations but the money long Give my bitch some good penetration then I'm ducking off
Posted wit da gas and some chicken like I'm royal farms
I had to play da field I pitch it like its sandlot
I never switched up I still get it wit my sandbox
I don't give a Fuck if u cool bitch your mans hot
Gtf from round me too much tea up in my damn pot
Work wit da work wit da work make it stretchable
He ain't having luck think somebody put a hex on fool
Im around so by many sneaky youngins bought a extra tool
Waiting just teach a extra lesson like it's after school
Work after work after work like a med doc
I gotta go to square 1 if the bread stop
Zip after zip after zip mr ziplock
And it's vacuum sealed so it's fresh I got deadstock
But this ain't no cheap this that za make your head knock
Heard he got that cheap but it's mid call it kids bop
These niggas just patricks n his other man a spongebob
Told him keep it quiet bout the business he had one job
50 for kd 60 if it's nerds
Different seed a week this shit for da birds
Working on my feet something like a nurse
Had to grab some cheap that's what they preferred
I can't tell u shit I barely talk bout what I serve
And you wouldn't kno dat if I ain't have to spread the word
Booming in the trap it's a blessing and a curse
They want me to crash know they tired of seeing me swerve
No ain't come through cause you wasn't talking bout nothing
I get my serve on these other niggas be bluffing
Mr ziplock got sandwich bags of the cruffin
Crazy ass names have u baked like the oven
I came from shit nigga I hadda bubbles
Got it out mud yea my waters was troubled
Started wit some product then my product just doubled
Working on my feet yea I pulled a muscle
I gotta go to square 1 if the bread stop
Zip after zip after zip mr ziplock
And it's vacuum sealed so it's fresh I got deadstock
But this ain't no cheap this that za make your head knock
Heard he got that cheap but it's mid call it kids bop
These niggas just patricks n his other man a spongebob
Told him keep it quiet bout the business he had one job
You lil niggas gonna stay broke wit your one job
I get the dough 8 ways like a octagon
I make so many damn plays it's a trapathon
And I trap for 60 straight days now the summer gone
Love my niggas I ain't gotta say it cause the bond is strong
Webeen having short conversations but the money long Give my bitch some good penetration then I'm ducking off
Posted wit da gas and some chicken like I'm royal farms
I had to play da field I pitch it like its sandlot
I never switched up I still get it wit my sandbox
I don't give a Fuck if u cool bitch your mans hot
Gtf from round me too much tea up in my damn pot
Work wit da work wit da work make it stretchable
He ain't having luck think somebody put a hex on fool
Im around so by many sneaky youngins bought a extra tool
Waiting just teach a extra lesson like it's after school
Work after work after work like a med doc
I gotta go to square 1 if the bread stop
Zip after zip after zip mr ziplock
And it's vacuum sealed so it's fresh I got deadstock
But this ain't no cheap this that za make your head knock
Heard he got that cheap but it's mid call it kids bop
These niggas just patricks n his other man a spongebob
Told him keep it quiet bout the business he had one job
50 for kd 60 if it's nerds
Different seed a week this shit for da birds
Working on my feet something like a nurse
Had to grab some cheap that's what they preferred
I can't tell u shit I barely talk bout what I serve
And you wouldn't kno dat if I ain't have to spread the word
Booming in the trap it's a blessing and a curse
They want me to crash know they tired of seeing me swerve
No ain't come through cause you wasn't talking bout nothing
I get my serve on these other niggas be bluffing
Mr ziplock got sandwich bags of the cruffin
Crazy ass names have u baked like the oven
I came from shit nigga I hadda bubbles
Got it out mud yea my waters was troubled
Started wit some product then my product just doubled
Working on my feet yea I pulled a muscle
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Writer(s): Trevon Allen
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