Stretch

[Chorus]

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

Before 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

[Verse 1]

Yeah, your favorite bad guy's gone, The Joker's dead

So for now 'til 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 an office

Michael pimped me? I was in the passenger seat

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

'94, I was trying to catch Mason for bricks raw

Charlie fucked up the jux, they took no orders little boy, stretch

The cocaine, I go hard when the drought come

When the straps come out, son, niggas know the outcome

Lay low, stay low, you may see Jesus

You hit with a stray, yo, for no fucking reason

You praying for a Benz, it's a blessing you breathing

It's a miracle that God gave me this TEC, now I'm eating

Cop it, chop it, profit, it's all for sale

Cocaine, candy rain, I'm so for real, yeah

[Chorus]

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 before 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

[Verse 2]

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

The X-man, TEC-man, you better respect, man

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

Fiend, morphine, dream, codeine, more 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 put a body on my TEC

Call me crazy, I die for what I stand for

I'll have ammo flying out the Lambo

Like Commando, nah, like Rambo

I keep my cool as long as the fucking grams go

Woopty-woo, I'm a Chef like Rae

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

We gon' bag up all night

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

[Chorus]

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 before 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

[Verse 3]

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

Trying to blow selling blow, I'm who you fuck with, man

I got Spiderman 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 falling 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 crackhouse, dirty and dingy, yeah

[Chorus]

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 before 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