[Intro Blaze Ya Dead Homie] Yeah! Blaze ya dead homie MEC! Ten years in the making, know about it, bitch! [Hook x2 Young Wicked] Dubsack, I got your back! Hand you that for the Andy Jack Parked on mac in a purple lac Trying to fatten up my stack [Verse 1 Blaze Ya Dead Homie] Lookin for the twin twin twin Check the purple mac with the switches hand damn From the back ben quarters B ten Auto mac cause I got a couple twelves to trade it for a sack I got big way, and cut it straight up on 48 sacks and they all fat dubs Do the math cause making hand over fist Paying six for a pound of that bubba kush shit Made them other hoes quit when I sealed up the block 6 shotgun shells and only 2 shots Now its my spot, my place to shine My street, my curb make money on a dime Sup, you need a dime and Im right on top Got me some nickelbacks for the bitches at the stop sign Just a little sample, only for the ample women Got a jackson and a dubsack you gettin [Hook x2] [Verse 2] I take coin star notes to bottle return slips Phone cards, 360 points, Im even with I once took a headshot from this rap bitch And the drought is raining over here, I got your fix Paint your ass what it is its the newest in the biz By now they know mosquito I aint fucking with no meds Only fuck with whole grain at the heaviest of strain A dubsack a day, itll take away your pain Take the pressure off your brain Take the worry out your mind Load a dubsack in a blunt, and get high Inhale the smoke and choke, you feelin good right? Everythings a party when the dubs inside [Bridge x2 Young Wicked] 1 for the nickel 2 for the dime 20 for the dub of that bubba kind 1.50 for the quarter, 3 for the half 6 for the O with the pink giraffe [Verse 3 Blaze Ya Dead Homie] All my lettes and los everybody knows That Im out selling dubsacks after the shows In the purple caddy out the back window 15 for my fam, 20 for you other hoes You know this shit is actual When a half on a digiscale 2 grams of bud and a half of gram of baggies sale No stems or seeds, that shit has been gone Only keep the high gray, so you can get your smoke on Your homies get their coke on, rips from the glass Where burn the whole shack puts the smoke in the air Dubsacks I got em, best trees I got em Once you got a dub you can never live without em [Hook x2] [Bridge x2 Young Wicked] 15 for the juggalos 15 for the juggalos 15 for the juggalos And 20 for you other hoes [Hook x2]
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