GONE COST YA

Let a nigga switch up, I promise to God it's gone cost em

Za bags, they come in and get white chalked

Throw em a lil extra you know that I do that shit often

Came up from nothing, remember I was walkin'

The way I sip the drank they gone think I'm from Austin

I sip on the shit like it's hot, but this shit aint no coffee

Ran that shit up, and I lost em

Peek out the blinds back to back, like a nigga a stalker

Beat out that bag like that shit stole from me

I put them Za bags in a walker

Lemon Cherry, Black Cherry, it don't even matter

Give you the same Za back to back, still gone cost ya