Текст Chinx Drugz – Bout That Bacon

Bitch, I told ’em I was all about that bacon,
Got that Maseratti swirvin and y’all bitches for the taking.
Flip, tell ’em.

Bitch, I told ’em I was all about that baby strip,

I’m from the other side where other guys don’t walk too much
Hopping on the money like whenever they need another ten they come to us.
Scared niggas see us, get them bubble guts,
My gang real, just turned out my fifth deal
Standing on the majors whips and different and flavors
Driving with no papers, yeah, I’m low less
Faiths might record us, said you put that work in that low one, I can’t recall it.
Bitches on my tip, presies in my grip, traffic in that trip,
Got you bitch strap on that ways, bet she bring back all the, bring back all that grip.
I swear to God I wake up tripping money talking to me
Interrogation T A D A and they offer for me.
My little homie stepped wrong and got his cat pissed
They shoot a spent off in that swirrel with them black witt
That’s how the gang turn lanes burn
Real niggas get money, bitch niggas can’t get shit from it.

Bitch, I told ’em I was all about them baby strip
Bacon still caking, weed and coke, boys bitch, chinx, tell ’em.
Bitch, I told ’em I was all about that bacon,
Got that Maseratti swirvin and y’all bitches for the taking.
Flip, tell ’em.

I’m a nigga boy flipping, see, I’m addicted to stutting
Get a man by the bricks and break them down like in an union
You know that block is still moving, 22 packs in a week
That’s 22 on 6 grams it’s six hundred in peace, wow.

I’m ’bout my bacon, work to my momma

Bitch, I told ’em I was all about that bacon,
Got that Maseratti swirvin and y’all bitches for the taking.
Flip, tell ’em.
Bitch, I told ’em I was all about that baby strip,
Bacon still caking, weed and coke, boys bitch, chinx, tell ’em.