Sunday

I got so much pack I think I'm never running out (Yeah)
Bust me down a whip bitch I don't do this for no clout (ay)
I got so much pack I think I'm never running out (yeah)
Bust me down a whip bitch (ay, ay)

Rari or the rover I'm a do this for myself
Doin shit I'm not supposed to I got lean all in my soda
Nigga, tell me what's the hold up
Cause the Matty need it right now
I got hoes on my line cop a pat just to get pat down
Smokin so much dope its coming in by the pound (yeah)
Flow from the dome it was provided by an ounce (ay)
I been at it all night think I found the right sound
Niggas got me fucked up (ay, yeah)

Can I get some more please
Know they need some more heat
Matty turn it up now
Imma need some more cheese
Imma get it up bitch
Add it to the bust bitch
I can't earn enough (ay)
Please ask like Im Andre
Baby love my feng shui
Runnin down the runway
Took off with a jump (ay)
I'm goin get a crunch (bae)
Sippin on a sunday
Pass out on a Monday
Searchin for the money
We goin see it one day
Step up to my dome (ay, yeah, ay)
Switch up girl you dumb (ay, yeah, ay)
Step up to my dome (ay, yeah, ay)
Switch up girl you dumb (ay, yeah, ay)
Can I get some more please
Know they need some more heat
Matty turn it up now
I'mma need some more cheese
Like can I get some more please
Know they need some more heat
Matty turn it up now
I'mma need some more cheese (Yeah)

I got so much pack I think I'm never running out
Bust me down a whip, bitch I dont do this for no clout
Heard you talking reckless I'm just saying watch yo mouth
I don't take kindly to strangers, nigga fuck up out my house (yeah)

Bitch I'm okay, that's no doubt, yeah, ay
Bitch I'm okay, that's no doubt, yeah, ay
Can't you see these drugs in my mouth
When you real as me nigga, all your problems get worked out, yeah

Can I get some more please
Know they need some more heat
Matty turn it up now
I'mma need some more cheese
Like can I get some more please
Know they need some more heat
Matty turn it up now
I'mma need some more cheese

I got so much pack I think I'm never running out (yeah)
Bust me down a whip, bitch I dont do this for no clout (yeah)

I got so much pack I think I'm never running out (yeah)



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Writer(s): Stephen David Mcgregor
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