"dime bags at corna stores" lyrics

Posted at this corner store like flippin' dope is all I know
Posted in the back of the trap with this mac
Pussy boy we never lack
I'll take that dope how you back that
What is that
It's that thrax
Yeah it'll make yo mom relax
Used to wake up with no hope
Hopin that I would just relapse
Where you go bitch I'm back
Runnin' shit like I'm the staff
Remember days when I was broke
If you had green I'm snatchin' that
Bitch I was born out da rags
Rockin Jordans the ones I tag
Me and Jay lookin' for licks
Run in yo crib and take yo stash
Whippet's make me fuckin' spazz
Ecstasy make me attack
E.S.M I used to scream that fuckin' shit in every rap
Now I'm poppin off all these tracks
Diamonds shine and see the flag
Yea yo boyfriend wanna be me
He can't compete but he know that
Ride around with Glocks
No tusslin
Lil bitch I'll end yo life
Bouta go and spend some time
I'll be alright I'll carry knifes
Yeah this shank is fuckin deadly
Call my bros and send a kite
Put a hit on this lil bitch
This razor skin yo face tonight