Pack2sour - Sandwich Bag

Phantom mists panic kids
Evil pirates on abandoned ships
Empty bodies in the ambulance
Touch my body feel the damages
Growing up only had sandwiches
Til I sandwich bag all of my cannabis
Then I flip it and pick up the packages
Never think that I did it on accident
Phase one bitch I'm really with the day ones took a long time but I came up
High school girls used to play us
Now I score easy like a lay up
Now she wanna call me just to lay up
Told her take hike on a trail
Picking up the pack in the mail yeah
Pack in the mail Mack in the lair
Platinum kush throw the plat on the scale
Trapping out the office double back for a sale
Graduated from the ghetto threw my cap in the air like
I put all the drugs in a sandwich bag
My new bitch got money now these hoes is mad
You don't want no problem you don't want no static
I just want my baby in a birkin bag
I put all the drugs in a sandwich bag
My new bitch got money now these hoes is mad
You don't want no problem you don't want no static
I just want my baby in a birkin bag
Phase two hit the pussy out the park like I'm Babe Ruth
In the hood had to tuck up the chain loop
Get a little bit of change it could change you
Cus I never had dollar or a penny
I was hungry I was ready we was cashing in cans up the block from the getty
Now we hundred thousand streams still ain't never seen confetti
Heavy heart wanna start cus I'm ready
Back then used to fuck ugly Betty
Now my bitch and boujee gimme Becky
Rest in peace to the dawg don detta
We was rapping everyday getting better
Didn't think he'd be gone forever
Sometimes we take it for granted
My heart and my soul it was put on this planet
To pick up a pack just to put in a sandwich bag
Put a lil spank on her dairy air
Pinch me if life is a fairy tale
Never let struggle to wear me down
Bitch I grew up wearing hand-me-downs
Gotta take care of my family now
Whip it then park it in parallel
Merry go round like carousel
Damn I guess life is a Ferris wheel
I put all the drugs in a sandwich bag
My new bitch got money now these hoes is mad
You don't want no problem you don't want no static
I just want my baby in a birkin bag
I put all the drugs in a sandwich bag
My new bitch got money now these hoes is mad
You don't want no problem you don't want no static
I just want my baby in a birkin bag

Written by:
Darren Ventura

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