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2 Chainz

Genres: Hip-Hop

Starter Kit Lyrics - 2 Chainz

Kush packs and them rubber bands were my starter kit 

Gun shots at your mama house cause you started it 

Niggas taking every damn thing, if they ordered it 

You front the packs and we don't call you back, then it's over with 

 

Kush packs and them rubber bands were my starter kit 

Gun shots at your mama house cause you started it 

Niggas taking every damn thing, if they ordered it 

You front the packs and we don't call you back, then it's over with 

 

Mama saying boy why y'all playing in that water 

Got granny what y'all doing with my [?] 

Bigger sister saying y'all lil boy look suspicious 

Got mama saying what y'all doing with my dishes 

Twelve came through and we had for the fishes 

Got locked up in school, we ain't worried 'bout detention 

Whoadie mama said I know y'all boys ain't been to school 

Hit the D-mall like a motherfucking school 

Yeah we shoot but we in the pool shooting pool 

If swag was a plane I'm finna motherfucking take off 

Watch me shake the fake off, watch me shake the fake off 

I am on so much green I can play golf 

Kush pack and the rubber band and a digi scale 

And a zip lock, residue all in my fingernails 

 

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Kush packs and them rubber bands were my starter kit 

Gun shots at your mama house cause you started it 

Niggas taking every damn thing, if they ordered it 

You front the packs and we don't call you back, then it's over with 

 

Kush packs and them rubber bands were my starter kit 

Gun shots at your mama house cause you started it 

Niggas taking every damn thing, if they ordered it 

You front the packs and we don't call you back, then it's over with 

 

Selling bags, zip locks, six Glocks, twenty scales 

Sick spot, fuck my car you should see what my bitch got 

If you ain't get no money my nigga then you can't hang at this spot 

Nigga wanna play then okay somebody get shot 

Rollies for the whole team, urine full of codeine 

Pounds on the Sunbeam, baby ballers with more lean 

I'm young and dumb and I ain't got no patience 

I'm 'bout to pull up at the trap and see what's shaking 

I bought me fifty he front me fifty, I thought 'bout taking it 

My nigga told me don't do it so I went paid the man 

I let your bitch come to me and then told her get away from here 

Strong packs and calculators, ain't nothing but a pint in that refrigerator 

 

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Kush packs and them rubber bands were my starter kit 

Gun shots at your mama house cause you started it 

Niggas taking every damn thing, if they ordered it 

You front the packs and we don't call you back, then it's over with 

 

Kush packs and them rubber bands were my starter kit 

Gun shots at your mama house cause you started it 

Niggas taking every damn thing, if they ordered it 

You front the packs and we don't call you back, then it's over with 

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