PLASTIC BAGZ

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Matt Stoops] Woke up this mornin' wonderin' where the fuck I be tomorrow This life's a bitch and you don't know where it'll be tomorrow And I never know where to follow, the sad sorrows I'm not knowin' how life could be so damn hollow Feelin' all alone inside, my nigga Not knowin' where to hide Shit got me sad, I think a nigga 'bout to cry I just wanna fuckin' die And tell the world I said my motherfuckin' last goodbye [Chorus: Damon Albarn, Ruben Slikk & Damon Albarn & Ruben Slikk] They're just little pink plastic bags (Chyeah, go, christ money, chyeah) Blowing on the highway alone (Highway, yeah) They don't know where they'll go They'rе just gonna float out (Yeah, Slikk, chyeah, christ money, chyеah) [Verse 2: Ruben Slikk] Babygirl, I'm like the old school Mixed wit' the new school protools Bitch, I own you Came through with the zona too Holdin' up the chronic smoke And this fuckin' bitch wanna go wit' you, uh [Chorus: Damon Albarn, Ruben Slikk & Damon Albarn & Ruben Slikk] They're just little pink plastic bags Blowing on the highway alone (Yeah, traffic life) They don't know where they'll go They're just gonna float out (Yeah, yeah, float out, oh-oh-oh) [Verse 3: Ruben Slikk] Astro Slikk the Magnificent Every day I'm gettin' it, stayin' for my pimpin' shit Keep it right wit' God 'cause you know he steady livin' it Livin' in this life 'cause this life is what he givin' to Me and my fam and my niggas who I'm ridin' wit' All my niggas slidin', they ain't scared and, yeah, they shot ya shit But they ain't wanna kill even if they had to do it Ruben Slikk, you know I never got the bad attitude Attractin' hella money, attractin' hella honeys I beat the pussy up, I leave the pussy lyin' cummy Yeah, you know I gotta read between this shit when I'm stuntin' When I'm pimpin' on these bitches actin' like I ain't say nothin' What? Yeah [Bridge: Damon Albarn] Oh, why'd you go right? Some might go alone What you want in life? Someone here'll gonna get past by [Chorus: Damon Albarn, Ruben Slikk & Damon Albarn & Ruben Slikk] They're just little pink plastic bags Blowing on the highway alone (Yeah) They don't know where they'll go They're just gonna float out (Float out, oh-oh) They're just little pink plastic bags (Christ money, chyeah) Blowing on the highway alone (Uh-uh, go, christ money, chyeah) They don't know where they'll go They're just gonna float out [Outro: Ruben Slikk] Shoutout to my nigga Matt Stoops [?] All my gutta niggas, asap niggas I don't give a fuck what you is, blood, crib, suwoo, ZMF [?] all my niggas, man, whatever Keep livin' man God loves you, I love you, you love you That's all that matters, right? Hah Keep it positive, live in abundance