2 Mins In Hell

Lyrics
[Intro] (Enrgy made this one) [Verse 1: Kasher Quon] What up, Baglife? I drink lean, pop Percs, and smoke weed, I'm a lowlife I see you keep looking at my chains, where your ice? Once I drop this bustdown, I'ma have frostbites I don't want no Gorilla Glue, it don't smoke right I'm at the bank hoppin' that this play go right My mans just called with some Wock', he got two pints I'm finna punch a fire hotel for two nights Only thing I need right now is two hoes I'm loaded on weed, I just bought two 'bows Amiri, Balmain, and Gucci, I got all kinda clothes White, Black, and Arabic, I got all kinda hoes And I got ten bands on me, it's a dub show Just smoked a whole zip to the face, I think my lungs broke Niggas broke as hell out here, they funds low If you ain't tryna fuck, then what you waste my time for? [Verse 2: Baglife Tee] Bitch said she tryna gеt blowed, meet me on Lebеau I got a thousand dollars on me, I might spend it at the store Kasher said he got a play, I told him put it on the floor If this bitch ain't tryna fuck, then that bitch gotta go They say a nigga ain't the same 'cause I always switch my hoes Spent some thousands on my chains and you know I made 'em gold Man, I'm sick corona came, I can't even do no shows 40 be the one to blame when a nigga up the score They ask me how I clean my chains, bitch, I boil 'em on the stove I put my trust inside Gramz 'cause I know he never fold I was bustin' down 'bows before I ever touched a stove Hahaha, I ain't gon' cap, nigga Before I learned how to rap, I was rappin' niggas Beat a whole block down, lately, I been trappin' different Quarterbackin' plays, lately, I been Colin Kaepernickin' Yeah This time around, I'ma get real groovy Put the package in her pants, now it smell like coochie 7.62s hit a nigga, bitch, I feel like Lucci Heard you hittin' lines of the— boy, you really Tunechi Snake-ass nigga, I see why you wearin' Gucci Boy, I'm a star in the night, boy, my life a movie Dog just sent another beat that got me gettin' groovy If a nigga ever up a gun, he better fuckin' shoot me I call my new girl Lola 'cause these bitches loony Brodie got a thing for— 'cause he always moody I just got a fresh lineup, I'm finna get some poonie Nigga, you ain't really gettin' money, you be silver spoonin'
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Credits
- Writers
- Baglife Tee
- Kasher Quon