NICKEL DIME AND SWISHER SWEETS Lyrics

I once knew a box named swisher sweets

Sweets hung with weed all through

The streets

Sweets introduce weed to glad

The sandwich bag

Who lived with some weed heads

On home grown ave

Now glad and the weed heads

Were no longer friends

Cause weed heads let the nickel bags

Move right on in

Now when the weed got to banging

The place got hot

So the sandwich bags n nickel bags

Move out the spot

In came some dimes sent by swisher sweets

Sweets met these droz at uh club

last week

Sweet rolled them droz

Said them droz was killaz

Sause they use to work for some

Cartel drugs dealers

Now glad the sandwich bag

Didn't take this good

So he talked to other sandwich bags

In the hood

Eventually found one

That knew uh thirty eight spec

Glad told the thirty eight spec

See I'm glad that I met you

See I got uh lil problem weed heads

Doubled cross me

With those dros from the club

Swisher Sweets trying to off

Thirty eight said don't worry I'm uh talk to my og

We gonna go around there and handle things

I got cha back you know me

Glad told the nickel bag

I'm taking back my spot

If you want yo job back nick

Better meet me back on the block

Nick said I pass cause I'm bagging up them rocks

With that drug lord cartel

And they got this shit on lock

Glad said nick you some bammer no sellout

I shouldve had you burnt up the last time we fell Out

Caught cha worker pinching outta

My boss bag we sent yo

You garbage any way no cap

Telling people you come from indo

Glad and the thirty eight went down

To the spot

Glad grabbed the door knob

While the thirty eight bang and knocked

Weed heads came to the door

All you heard was pop pop pop

Every drug in the house

Stoddard stop and dropped

Thirty eight ordered the dimes

One bud at uh time

Roll yo ass over here

And jump into this bag

Next day Swisher sweets heard about the news

Sent uh contract on the thirty eight glad

And the nickel bag too

Sweets sent ten pounds

Of the ak forty seven on the streets

Hadem posted up

In all the seven elevens

Nick wasn't worried

He thought he had back

Till that one when day cartel found out

Nick was fifty one in they sack

Drug lords caught up wit nick

Kilt killed'em quick

Last words nick said

Crack some powerful shit

Thirty eight told nick

The sandwich bags had split

Swisher sweets trying to kill us

And the cartel killed nick

So you grab the droz

Make yo way to the east

While go back to the hood

And gather up heat

So till next time and until we meet

Or fix are issues

Peace my friend to be continued