2 Mins In Hell

[Intro]
(Enrgy made this one)

[Verse 1: Kasher Quon]
What up, Baglife?
I drink lean, pop Percs, and smoke weed, I'm a lowlife
I see you keep looking at my chains, where your ice?
Once I drop this bustdown, I'ma have frostbites
I don't want no Gorilla Glue, it don't smoke right
I'm at the bank hoppin' that this play go right
My mans just called with some Wock', he got two pints
I'm finna punch a fire hotel for two nights
Only thing I need right now is two hoes
I'm loaded on weed, I just bought two 'bows
Amiri, Balmain, and Gucci, I got all kinda clothes
White, Black, and Arabic, I got all kinda hoes
And I got ten bands on me, it's a dub show
Just smoked a whole zip to the face, I think my lungs broke
Niggas broke as hell out here, they funds low
If you ain't tryna fuck, then what you waste my time for?

[Verse 2: Baglife Tee]
Bitch said she tryna gеt blowed, meet me on Lebеau
I got a thousand dollars on me, I might spend it at the store
Kasher said he got a play, I told him put it on the floor
If this bitch ain't tryna fuck, then that bitch gotta go
They say a nigga ain't the same 'cause I always switch my hoes
Spent some thousands on my chains and you know I made 'em gold
Man, I'm sick corona came, I can't even do no shows
40 be the one to blame when a nigga up the score
They ask me how I clean my chains, bitch, I boil 'em on the stove
I put my trust inside Gramz 'cause I know he never fold
I was bustin' down 'bows before I ever touched a stove
Hahaha, I ain't gon' cap, nigga
Before I learned how to rap, I was rappin' niggas
Beat a whole block down, lately, I been trappin' different
Quarterbackin' plays, lately, I been Colin Kaepernickin'
Yeah
This time around, I'ma get real groovy
Put the package in her pants, now it smell like coochie
7.62s hit a nigga, bitch, I feel like Lucci
Heard you hittin' lines of the— boy, you really Tunechi
Snake-ass nigga, I see why you wearin' Gucci
Boy, I'm a star in the night, boy, my life a movie
Dog just sent another beat that got me gettin' groovy
If a nigga ever up a gun, he better fuckin' shoot me
I call my new girl Lola 'cause these bitches loony
Brodie got a thing for— 'cause he always moody
I just got a fresh lineup, I'm finna get some poonie
Nigga, you ain't really gettin' money, you be silver spoonin'