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Ziploc (Prod. Sunny Da Man) Video (MV)




Performed By: Ayzo
Length: 2:53
Written by: Miguel Barksdale




Ayzo - Ziploc (Prod. Sunny Da Man) Lyrics




We graduated from movin' the grams
Please do not cross me like intersections
I take your baby like interceptions
Direct the hate in a new direction

We got that work
Too much talkin'
Bout that action
Do no talkin'
I, pull up, tee up
Do that often
I be dead fresh
Need a coffin
We getting chips now
Bitch we poppin'
Worth a bag
Ziploc it
We getting chips now
Bitch we poppin'
Worth a bag
Ziploc it

I take you out, laundry
You niggas wish washy
I need a new scale
My Digitel sloppy
Pull up, tee up
I hear the feds watchin'
You peep the flick of the wrist
But we are not pitchin' an option
I hit the field made a play
Drop a bag at the bank
Why you got out your hands
Ain't holding no weight
Countin' the cheese, my hoe wanna taste
Vampin' all night, I'm still live in the day
We make it jump like the grease in a pan
If life is a beach we get shit out the sand
You don't want smoke with the tools or the hands
Taxin' these niggas I'm black Uncle Sam

We got that work
Too much talkin'
Bout that action
Do no talkin'
I, pull up, tee up
Do that often
I be dead fresh
Need a coffin
We getting chips now
Bitch we poppin'
Worth a bag
Ziploc it
We getting chips now
Bitch we poppin'
Worth a bag
Ziploc it

We graduated from movin' the grams
Please do not cross me like intersections
I take your baby like interceptions
Direct the hate in a new direction
You can catch me in the smoking section
Mike Lowe with the hoes
Prego with sauce
I can show you all the ropes
You ain't stickin' to the code
Scared nigga go to church
I give a f*ck what you heard
I might just hoot to the birds
Come like tsunami
You can't ride the wave
I play the barber we catchin' a fade
Renigg and you cut and i ain't talkin' spades
Pay me in full need my money like Ace

We got that work
Too much talkin'
Bout that action
Do no talkin'
I, pull up, tee up
Do that often
I be dead fresh
Need a coffin
We getting chips now
Bitch we poppin'
Worth a bag
Ziploc it
We getting chips now
Bitch we poppin'
Worth a bag
Ziploc it
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We graduated from movin' the grams
Please do not cross me like intersections
I take your baby like interceptions
Direct the hate in a new direction

We got that work
Too much talkin'
Bout that action
Do no talkin'
I, pull up, tee up
Do that often
I be dead fresh
Need a coffin
We getting chips now
Bitch we poppin'
Worth a bag
Ziploc it
We getting chips now
Bitch we poppin'
Worth a bag
Ziploc it

I take you out, laundry
You niggas wish washy
I need a new scale
My Digitel sloppy
Pull up, tee up
I hear the feds watchin'
You peep the flick of the wrist
But we are not pitchin' an option
I hit the field made a play
Drop a bag at the bank
Why you got out your hands
Ain't holding no weight
Countin' the cheese, my hoe wanna taste
Vampin' all night, I'm still live in the day
We make it jump like the grease in a pan
If life is a beach we get shit out the sand
You don't want smoke with the tools or the hands
Taxin' these niggas I'm black Uncle Sam

We got that work
Too much talkin'
Bout that action
Do no talkin'
I, pull up, tee up
Do that often
I be dead fresh
Need a coffin
We getting chips now
Bitch we poppin'
Worth a bag
Ziploc it
We getting chips now
Bitch we poppin'
Worth a bag
Ziploc it

We graduated from movin' the grams
Please do not cross me like intersections
I take your baby like interceptions
Direct the hate in a new direction
You can catch me in the smoking section
Mike Lowe with the hoes
Prego with sauce
I can show you all the ropes
You ain't stickin' to the code
Scared nigga go to church
I give a f*ck what you heard
I might just hoot to the birds
Come like tsunami
You can't ride the wave
I play the barber we catchin' a fade
Renigg and you cut and i ain't talkin' spades
Pay me in full need my money like Ace

We got that work
Too much talkin'
Bout that action
Do no talkin'
I, pull up, tee up
Do that often
I be dead fresh
Need a coffin
We getting chips now
Bitch we poppin'
Worth a bag
Ziploc it
We getting chips now
Bitch we poppin'
Worth a bag
Ziploc it
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Writer: Miguel Barksdale
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