Mike Labyrinth - Cop A Digi Scale lyrics

[Verse 1] All I know is sales Profit and pretty females Everybody else is clientel They could go to hell I got the magic sell you a spell Hustle 34 gs on herald Bag it by the eighths I got several 40 here 40 there dip to forty deuce from the square Hopping the train f** fare [Verse 2] We got uppers we got downers for all the out of towners When they come to my city they intend on getting litty Showing up to the party buying out the bottles of Bacardi Say went that Molly And they wanna light up like Diwali Guess what your in luck, got it in my polly pocket Usually I roll joints but tonight we finna roll this weed up a chocolate dutch I don't talk much Cause my mind usually on what to eat for lunch If the deal go down right tell shawty I'll make it in time for that brunch With her dad I'm the bad boy that you never had Shawty I don't wanna make you mad But the life that I live is rad Sipping on the lean from a young age but I'm not sad [Verse 3] I could sell a lot Trust me man I could sell a lot Got the digi scale for the pot Measurements all on point 28 grams for 225 Is that a sweet deal or not You acting cheap I ain't f**ing with you Time is money so I always got something to do I'm either writing rhymes or im flipping dimes Or sweeping dimes off their feet with the sweet rhymes that I kick on this beat Just send it through the mail And i'll get a pretty female All naked to weigh it out on the scale