The Palmer Squares, Wax - Bag It Up lyrics
[The Palmer Squares, Wax - Bag It Up lyrics]
Yo what? What do you need? You got any weed?
Yeah, I got weed what do you need?
I got 13 dollars 13 dollars nah
Give me 7 more and we can talk about it
Nah, hit me up with a 13-sack
I don't sell 13-sacks give me 20, son!
Bag it up, bitch!
I ain't bagging nothing up under 20
Bag it up! No! I said bag it up!
Find me on the block blowing
Reefer like a smokestack, cheifin'
Stashin' weed baggies in my
Coat for safekeepin'
The herb that I'm tokin'
Be the certified potent
Try the homie up the street if
You prefer to buy bullshit
I'm holdin', William, roll 10 phillies up
Hit the blunt yo, we let smoke billow up
It's the cumbersome Thunder Cats
Puffing your nugget stash
Lungs full of bubble hash
Suffering succotash!
Hey yo we fam, son (Nephews, Nieces)
Getting spaced out like (Neptune, Venus)
Uh, my eyes are glazed like a donut
Labelled a stoner
But the doctors diagnosed me with
A case of glaucoma so roll one, relapse
Ring me if you need that
Green grass shit to make your kneecaps weak
Yeah we sellin' weed bags, uptown highs
Acumental, yellow teeth, black lungs
Brown eyes
I weigh grams of it, I weigh eighths of it
Dank cannabis, I make papes with it
Bag it up bitch, bag it up
Bag it up bitch, bag it up
I get ounces, I get pounds
We split owls and pass the shit round
Bag it up bitch, bag it up
Bag it up bitch, bag it up
I sell weed, smoke weed, LBs, OZs
Term bag it up like
Come help with the groceries
I get it in bulk for the package deal
Half hash plant
Half incredible hulk, all vacuum sealed
Shrubs cost g's for a dub, no McClintock
One hit quit, got the dro in the ziplock
Nuggets in a ball jar, cash crop
Customers know
Black lung be the muh-fuckin call card
So listen up what I'm telling' you:
Don't legalize it
That'll fuck with my revenue!
And yo I best get my pay, smokey know
Term Big Worm and it's Next Next Friday
Scrub Life, puff pipes, gnarly as a bumfight
Harvesting my bud by artificial sunlight
I run a tight ship, shit Wax gets it legally
Pass him the mic while he
Pass me the greenery
I ain't smoke the greatest weed at first
When I got a bag I had to de-seed it first
That DC D-street was the worst
Each seed individually hand-picked
Turn an eighth to a gram quick
Move to Cali where the trees
Are legal cash crops seeing street dealers
That's like people seeing sasquatch
Got my prescription from a doctor
In a leather coat
He could hear my back pain
Using a stethoscope
He puts the Kush in a prescription jar
No need to get in my car
Cuz this shit isn't far away
Buying marijuana while I wear pajamas
Or flip flops, man it's cut and dry Americana
Like a hamburger with fries
Or putting pumpkin
Apple or pecan up in your pies
Get a canister the size of it
Make sure that it's shut
And staple up the paper homie
Please, bag it up, bitch
Yeah, I got weed what do you need?
I got 13 dollars 13 dollars nah
Give me 7 more and we can talk about it
Nah, hit me up with a 13-sack
I don't sell 13-sacks give me 20, son!
Bag it up, bitch!
I ain't bagging nothing up under 20
Bag it up! No! I said bag it up!
Find me on the block blowing
Reefer like a smokestack, cheifin'
Stashin' weed baggies in my
Coat for safekeepin'
The herb that I'm tokin'
Be the certified potent
Try the homie up the street if
You prefer to buy bullshit
I'm holdin', William, roll 10 phillies up
Hit the blunt yo, we let smoke billow up
It's the cumbersome Thunder Cats
Puffing your nugget stash
Lungs full of bubble hash
Suffering succotash!
Hey yo we fam, son (Nephews, Nieces)
Getting spaced out like (Neptune, Venus)
Uh, my eyes are glazed like a donut
Labelled a stoner
But the doctors diagnosed me with
A case of glaucoma so roll one, relapse
Ring me if you need that
Green grass shit to make your kneecaps weak
Yeah we sellin' weed bags, uptown highs
Acumental, yellow teeth, black lungs
Brown eyes
I weigh grams of it, I weigh eighths of it
Dank cannabis, I make papes with it
Bag it up bitch, bag it up
Bag it up bitch, bag it up
I get ounces, I get pounds
We split owls and pass the shit round
Bag it up bitch, bag it up
Bag it up bitch, bag it up
I sell weed, smoke weed, LBs, OZs
Term bag it up like
Come help with the groceries
I get it in bulk for the package deal
Half hash plant
Half incredible hulk, all vacuum sealed
Shrubs cost g's for a dub, no McClintock
One hit quit, got the dro in the ziplock
Nuggets in a ball jar, cash crop
Customers know
Black lung be the muh-fuckin call card
So listen up what I'm telling' you:
Don't legalize it
That'll fuck with my revenue!
And yo I best get my pay, smokey know
Term Big Worm and it's Next Next Friday
Scrub Life, puff pipes, gnarly as a bumfight
Harvesting my bud by artificial sunlight
I run a tight ship, shit Wax gets it legally
Pass him the mic while he
Pass me the greenery
I ain't smoke the greatest weed at first
When I got a bag I had to de-seed it first
That DC D-street was the worst
Each seed individually hand-picked
Turn an eighth to a gram quick
Move to Cali where the trees
Are legal cash crops seeing street dealers
That's like people seeing sasquatch
Got my prescription from a doctor
In a leather coat
He could hear my back pain
Using a stethoscope
He puts the Kush in a prescription jar
No need to get in my car
Cuz this shit isn't far away
Buying marijuana while I wear pajamas
Or flip flops, man it's cut and dry Americana
Like a hamburger with fries
Or putting pumpkin
Apple or pecan up in your pies
Get a canister the size of it
Make sure that it's shut
And staple up the paper homie
Please, bag it up, bitch