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starlito - zip codes lyrics

grinding hard
trash bag gang, b-tch

[verse 1: starlito]
first of all i party for a living ho
and i holler grind hard but i really did it though
time is money so i went and made my wrist glow
now when i get paid my checks be looking like zip codes
thirty racks (ball), bought a brick of that snow, nah six shows
couple o’s of that 9-0-2-1-0 – dro zip code
product of the 3-7-2-0-6, oh east side sh-t
got a b-tch from the 3-7-2-0-3 that’ll love nothing better than to eat my d-ck
and my south side b-tch, on behalf of my click stop counting, and worrying ‘bout our bricks
take ‘em out the trash bag, ‘fore you unwrap that, we could probably build a small house out the sh-t
smile a lil’ bit
it’s dirt, but the sh-t dirt cheap, picture me getting pounds for the six
i ain’t ask but a n-gg- probably took
i’mma take it to the hood, let my n-gg-s straight down that sh-t
i ain’t even gotta rap, but my long term vision is seeing me leaving out the trap
i’m in so deep, plus you know a n-gg- like me, a lot of times i don’t think, i just react
each pint gotta keep a couple racks, and you seen lito pop, i keep it in my lap
sleep in all black, hottest in the city, a lot of n-gg-s envy
these just facts
it’s lito

trash bag gang
trash bag gang
trash bag gang (b-tch!)

[hook x2]
now when i get paid my checks be looking like zip codes
36 o’s i could get the whole brick sold
just got a deal on mid, also could get the dro
either at the liquor store, studio or i’m with ya ho

[verse 2: west]
20 pound play got two three k
seven seven k from a usual day
32 five for a brick of the yay
we can talk zip codes got them all day
never had sh-t where a n-gg- gonna lay
never had a b-tch that ain’t do what i say
pimp tight n-gg- just like m-j
pocket full of stones b-mping ugk
3-7-1-7-2 where i stay
petty -ss n-gg- i can count it in your face
matter fact i don’t even need your little play
ho type n-gg- i’ll say it to your face
trash bag gang grind hard every day
200k i don’t even got a deal
well known boy and i ain’t even from the ville
n-gg-s f-ck with me cause i keep it too real (trill)

hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle
hustle, hustle, hustle man n-gg-

[hook x2]

[verse 3: marty]
i’m getting paid but i ain’t going to work
i got that fade away swish, just call me dirk
and i’m smoking purp, but i got that work
and i got your b-tch, she sleeping in our shirts
trash bag gang ain’t a d-mn thing change
still hit the strip club and make it rain
ashantis on the car, candy paint
you know i’m getting money what you think i ain’t
alot i leave the house with three four chains
i rock so much ice that some times i don’t think
got the top peeeled off with the [?]
rolling down 12th then pick a little tink

love life live large b-tch
free my n-gg- red dot
trash bag gang ho
(b-tch)

[hook x2]

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