Out the Pound
Criminal mind, always I be on my grind
If sentenced to time then I guess I'm doing mine
I got em online and bruh I got to shine
So I gotta get it, no more trying na-na
Crispier than a chicken bucket
Pickin little nuggets
Out the pound, tryna to roll me something
It's business but you know we thuggin
We were gettin fronted but I wish we wasn't
Plug, he like a distant cousin
Family but don't ask for nothing
And gas is what we pass and puffin
In those flat rate boxes is what those packs are stuffin
Tax evasion, home invasion
Suffering from low motivation
Duckin drug dogs at the train station
A fool's pace made lose patience
New places, all them blue faces
Smooth taste, champagne a few cases
Jacuzzi suites in an oasis
I roll big man y'all blow basic
They say it's wastin but I gotta taste it
No prints, don't leave no traces
Dark tints, don't need new cases
To the face as I make arrangements
Hit chase then b of a, lines got me pacing
Keep it below ten thou, don't need em hatin
I'll send em right now, won't keep em waitin
We put a pipeline across the nation
Bout to pull down twenty, self-medication
We put a pipeline across the nation
Gotsta keep it flooded, irrigation
Criminal mind, always I be on my grind
If sentenced to time then I guess I'm doing mine
I got em online and bruh I got to shine
So I gotta get it, no more tryin na-na
Criminal mind, always I be on my grind
If sentenced to time then I guess I'm doing mine
I got em online and bruh I got to shine
So I gotta get it, no more tryin na-na
Criminal mind, always I be on my grind
If sentenced to time then I guess I'm doing mine
I got em online and bruh I got to shine
So I gotta get it, no more tryin na-na
Growin pounds, eating in 'n out
This the Town, let it be no doubt
Fools set up shop and get run out
Man, fuck that cop! Put a gun in his mouth
Catch a case and head down South
Got some weight? Don't leave your house
Cuz they find they way in like a mouse
Take your shit, kill your spouse
Raider shit, get blowed out
Still rep the Bay cuz we that proud
Still twenty an eighth for that loud
Twenty plus in the clip in case there's a crowd
Kicked out the club but we still gettin down
Out on the street cuz we built from the ground
Up, fuck ya pups, big dogs straight hounds
Smell the bitch on you, get from around
Better get lost before you get found
Bidness stay town, bow down or be clowned
Better get lost before you get found
Bidness stay town, bow down or be clowned
I'm crispier than a chicken bucket
Pickin nuggets out the pound
Pickin nuggets out the pound, pickin nuggets out the
Crispier than a chicken bucket
Roll me somethin down
Tryna roll me somethin down, tryna burn me somethin
Crispier than a chicken bucket
Pickin nuggets out the pound
Pickin nuggets out the pound, pickin nuggets out the
Crispier than a chicken bucket
Rollin round through the Town
Yeah I'm rollin round the Town, yeah I'm rollin round the
Crispier than a chicken bucket
Little nuggets out the pound
Pickin nuggets out the pound, yeah nuggets out the
Crispier than a chicken bucket
Rollin round the Town
Yeah I'm rollin round the Town, yeah I'm rollin round the
If sentenced to time then I guess I'm doing mine
I got em online and bruh I got to shine
So I gotta get it, no more trying na-na
Crispier than a chicken bucket
Pickin little nuggets
Out the pound, tryna to roll me something
It's business but you know we thuggin
We were gettin fronted but I wish we wasn't
Plug, he like a distant cousin
Family but don't ask for nothing
And gas is what we pass and puffin
In those flat rate boxes is what those packs are stuffin
Tax evasion, home invasion
Suffering from low motivation
Duckin drug dogs at the train station
A fool's pace made lose patience
New places, all them blue faces
Smooth taste, champagne a few cases
Jacuzzi suites in an oasis
I roll big man y'all blow basic
They say it's wastin but I gotta taste it
No prints, don't leave no traces
Dark tints, don't need new cases
To the face as I make arrangements
Hit chase then b of a, lines got me pacing
Keep it below ten thou, don't need em hatin
I'll send em right now, won't keep em waitin
We put a pipeline across the nation
Bout to pull down twenty, self-medication
We put a pipeline across the nation
Gotsta keep it flooded, irrigation
Criminal mind, always I be on my grind
If sentenced to time then I guess I'm doing mine
I got em online and bruh I got to shine
So I gotta get it, no more tryin na-na
Criminal mind, always I be on my grind
If sentenced to time then I guess I'm doing mine
I got em online and bruh I got to shine
So I gotta get it, no more tryin na-na
Criminal mind, always I be on my grind
If sentenced to time then I guess I'm doing mine
I got em online and bruh I got to shine
So I gotta get it, no more tryin na-na
Growin pounds, eating in 'n out
This the Town, let it be no doubt
Fools set up shop and get run out
Man, fuck that cop! Put a gun in his mouth
Catch a case and head down South
Got some weight? Don't leave your house
Cuz they find they way in like a mouse
Take your shit, kill your spouse
Raider shit, get blowed out
Still rep the Bay cuz we that proud
Still twenty an eighth for that loud
Twenty plus in the clip in case there's a crowd
Kicked out the club but we still gettin down
Out on the street cuz we built from the ground
Up, fuck ya pups, big dogs straight hounds
Smell the bitch on you, get from around
Better get lost before you get found
Bidness stay town, bow down or be clowned
Better get lost before you get found
Bidness stay town, bow down or be clowned
I'm crispier than a chicken bucket
Pickin nuggets out the pound
Pickin nuggets out the pound, pickin nuggets out the
Crispier than a chicken bucket
Roll me somethin down
Tryna roll me somethin down, tryna burn me somethin
Crispier than a chicken bucket
Pickin nuggets out the pound
Pickin nuggets out the pound, pickin nuggets out the
Crispier than a chicken bucket
Rollin round through the Town
Yeah I'm rollin round the Town, yeah I'm rollin round the
Crispier than a chicken bucket
Little nuggets out the pound
Pickin nuggets out the pound, yeah nuggets out the
Crispier than a chicken bucket
Rollin round the Town
Yeah I'm rollin round the Town, yeah I'm rollin round the
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Writer(s): Sean Michael Tokarz, Jared Schmit
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