Stretch

I take grams of coke, mix it with lactose

That's what I do, stretch

I make a ounce of dope with like a eighth of dope

Befo' I'm through, product stretch

I got it mastered man

In the hood I'm like plastic man, stretch

Fantastic man

I make the money come faster man, yeah

Your favorite bad guy's gone, the Joker's dead

So from now until forever you're stuck with the kid

I ain't supposed to be a boss, I'm supposed to be an enforcer

I'm supposed to hold a gun, not be stuck in the office

Michael pimped me? I was in the passenger seat

He was comfortable with me 'round 'cause I blast my heat

'9-4 I was tryin' to catch Mason for bricks of raw

Charlie fucked up the jux, they took Nana's little boy, stretch

The cocaine, I go hard when the drought come

When the straps come out son niggaz know the outcome

Lay low, stay low, you may see Jesus

Get hit with a stray yo for no fuckin' reason

You prayin' for a Benz, it's a blessin' you breathin'

It's a miracle that God gave me this Tec, now I'm eatin'

Cop it, chop it, profit is all for sale

Cocaine, 'Candy Rain', 'I'm Soul For Real', yeah

I take grams of coke, mix it with lactose

That's what I do, stretch

I make a ounce of dope with like a eighth of dope

Befo' I'm through, product stretch

I got it mastered man

In the hood I'm like plastic man, stretch

Fantastic man

I make the money come faster man, yeah

I'm the dope man, coke man, smoke man, whatever man

The X man, Tec man, you better respect man

Get the cream, triple beam, inf' beam, murder scheme

Fiend, morphine, dream, codeine, mo' lean

Gun pop, one shot, body drop, it wasn't me

Tell the cops it wasn't me, you saw me right? It wasn't me

It's not my M.O., see me I make it stretch

Get in the way I'll put a body on my Tec

Call me crazy, I'll die for what I stand for

I'll have ammo flyin' out the Lambo

Like 'Commando', nah, like 'Rambo'

I keep my cool as long as the fuckin' grams go

Woopty-woo, I'm a Chef like Rae

It's hot in here, I'm by the stove cookin' crack all day

Stretch, we gon' bag up all night

We ain't goin' nowhere 'til the count back right, yeah

I take grams of coke, mix it with lactose

That's what I do, stretch

I make a ounce of dope with like a eighth of dope

Befo' I'm through, product stretch

I got it mastered man

In the hood I'm like plastic man, stretch

Fantastic man

I make the money come faster man, yeah

It's a bird, it's a plane, no, it's pure cocaine

Tryna blow sellin' blow I'm who you fuck with mayne

I got Spider-Man high, I made Batman fly

Your favorite hero took a hit, now here you try

I don't care if it's a sin, I don't care if you're ten

Look around kid, it's a cold world we're in

If you ask me my offer is extremely handsome

A little Charlie, Marley, a little bit of Manson

Yeah, me fallin' off is really far fetched

I turn a little to a lot, I make it stretch

In come the Franklin's, then come the Benji's

Fiends by the crack house, dirty and dingy, yeah

I take grams of coke, mix it with lactose

That's what I do, stretch

I make a ounce of dope with like a eighth of dope

Befo' I'm through, product stretch

I got it mastered man

In the hood I'm like plastic man, stretch

Fantastic man

I make the money come faster man, yeah