40's in a Brown Bag

[Chorus] (x2)
I’m still drankin my 40’s in a brown bag (x3)
40’s in a brown bag

I told yall I never left
Told yall I been here
Told yall I’m still Nummy, my warrants been cleared
So when I’m in the East, n**** I’m in the dirty
With the [?], snippin ya heard me?
I’m an alcoholic Henny & Remy I’m down
Thats why everywhere I go they lovin the town
Ain't nothin like us, n**** we go for real
The world copy us, n**** we soldiers here
N****s turn poodle, Nummy turn chalupas
Thats why I’m savage in the streets I don’t fuck with the losers
I’m the other half you known what this dude about
I’m only solo cause y'all thought he could do without

[Chorus] (x2)

N****s never see me driving, I get driven n****
Cause everywhere I go I’m drinkin lotta liqua n****
& if you seein’ me, then you gon see my boys
We ain't playin with this here shit you see the toys
You hear the slap n****, you see the Cali band
You see the old school, you see the Cali van
This is Nummy n****, never got my chain took
But if a n**** need Nummy its a good look
N***s tellin business, Nummy the town menace
I got them 30 dirty boys for that clown witness
Still run from cops, I still ain't got no L’s
Right now im liquidatin’ got hella shit for sale
Since ’92 I been all about Oakland
So stop tokin’ I’m all about Copeland
Grab ya pills n****, go head & grab a bitch
Look her dead in her eyes & say, “suck my dick”

[Chorus] (x2)

When I roll up, I’m tryna roll up & nobody gon fuck with me
I make n****s put they hands up (put ya hands up)
I make bitches put they hands up (put ya hands up)
When I roll up, I’m tryna roll up & nobody gon fuck with me
I make n****s put they hands up (put ya hands up)
I make bitches put they hands up (put ya hands up)

[Chorus] (x2)