Packsoff
Said I just left my bitch at the Exxon
I ain't tryna flex but I'm tryna get my flex on
Big racks on me cus I'm tryna get the packs off
I don't wanna fight cus I'm tryna knock his head off
Run up on me wrong we gon' pro'ly cut his legs off
Watch for the cameras when a nigga drop the bread off
Fuck her in the morning then I tell her put the eggs on
Can't drip like me I'm a alpha I'm a male dog
Book my flight back to Jersey when the plug said the mail gone
A nigga gon' die ain't got it I'm a land lord
Real ass nigga that's some shit that I stand for
12 Pulled me over put the drugs in the dashboard
Bitch give me pussy that's some shit I ain't ask for
Put it on my debit even though we got cash for it
Pass it off the back treat this shit like a backboard
I see the stars, like it's a Wraith
She give me dome get the fuck out my face
I double back hit it twice like a race
Beat up that pussy just like it's a case
I see the stars, like it's a Wraith
She give me dome get the fuck out my face
I double back hit it twice like a race
Beat up that pussy just like it's a case
She so good she squirtin'
Bag me a Squirtle
I got catch 'em all
Got stack 'em all
Don't shop at the mall
It's summer but this don't come out 'till the fall
Gas in my lungs, still see through the fog
Stack it up I work on my economics
Count it up with a bad primadonna
Blue cheese got me mac with the lobster
Luxury switch my prospective I'm now on a mission
Baby I did not see yo call
Too busy countin' so I pro'ly missed it
Late night text, like I miss you
Life move fast blink twice you miss it
Count it twice make sure nothing missing
On a line like a nigga fishing
Said I just left my bitch at the Exxon
I ain't tryna flex but I'm tryna get my flex on
Big racks on me cus I'm tryna get the packs off
I don't wanna fight cus I'm tryna knock his head off
Run up on me wrong we gon' pro'ly cut his legs off
Watch for the cameras when a nigga drop the bread off
Fuck her in the morning then I tell her put the eggs on
Can't drip like me I'm a alpha I'm a male dog
Book my flight back to Jersey when the plug said the mail gone
A nigga gon' die ain't got it I'm a land lord
Real ass nigga that's some shit that I stand for
12 pulled me over put the drugs in the dashboard
Bitch give me pussy that's some shit I ain't ask for
Put it on my debit even though we got cash for it
Pass it off the back treat this shit like a backboard
I ain't tryna flex but I'm tryna get my flex on
Big racks on me cus I'm tryna get the packs off
I don't wanna fight cus I'm tryna knock his head off
Run up on me wrong we gon' pro'ly cut his legs off
Watch for the cameras when a nigga drop the bread off
Fuck her in the morning then I tell her put the eggs on
Can't drip like me I'm a alpha I'm a male dog
Book my flight back to Jersey when the plug said the mail gone
A nigga gon' die ain't got it I'm a land lord
Real ass nigga that's some shit that I stand for
12 Pulled me over put the drugs in the dashboard
Bitch give me pussy that's some shit I ain't ask for
Put it on my debit even though we got cash for it
Pass it off the back treat this shit like a backboard
I see the stars, like it's a Wraith
She give me dome get the fuck out my face
I double back hit it twice like a race
Beat up that pussy just like it's a case
I see the stars, like it's a Wraith
She give me dome get the fuck out my face
I double back hit it twice like a race
Beat up that pussy just like it's a case
She so good she squirtin'
Bag me a Squirtle
I got catch 'em all
Got stack 'em all
Don't shop at the mall
It's summer but this don't come out 'till the fall
Gas in my lungs, still see through the fog
Stack it up I work on my economics
Count it up with a bad primadonna
Blue cheese got me mac with the lobster
Luxury switch my prospective I'm now on a mission
Baby I did not see yo call
Too busy countin' so I pro'ly missed it
Late night text, like I miss you
Life move fast blink twice you miss it
Count it twice make sure nothing missing
On a line like a nigga fishing
Said I just left my bitch at the Exxon
I ain't tryna flex but I'm tryna get my flex on
Big racks on me cus I'm tryna get the packs off
I don't wanna fight cus I'm tryna knock his head off
Run up on me wrong we gon' pro'ly cut his legs off
Watch for the cameras when a nigga drop the bread off
Fuck her in the morning then I tell her put the eggs on
Can't drip like me I'm a alpha I'm a male dog
Book my flight back to Jersey when the plug said the mail gone
A nigga gon' die ain't got it I'm a land lord
Real ass nigga that's some shit that I stand for
12 pulled me over put the drugs in the dashboard
Bitch give me pussy that's some shit I ain't ask for
Put it on my debit even though we got cash for it
Pass it off the back treat this shit like a backboard
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Writer(s): Markell Johnson, Brendan Vidulich
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