Back End
It's that big 3 loudpack shit you know the vibes
Yea yea yea
Woah
Fuck these niggas talking about
I'm back on high tec
Nike I get to a check
I be balling like where is the ref
We beat niggas up gimme a tec
I get bowls fuck a baugette
She got good head im all in her neck
Do her right then kick her to the left
I be playing these hoes like it chess
Got a baddie with me I can't pass her my weed
Know you my fucking my 3's took a guess
We just pop up on niggas give options to niggas like a,b & c this a test
I can't settle for less I need millis, estates, put my daughter name up on a jet
If you get with the pack boo ain't no going back we like Khaled my niggas the best
I'm like future when I'm off this tec
Feel like beezy I serve em in house shoes
And make sure you coming correct
Cus if not you get left like some box food
Fanny pack got all the antics, diamonds be dancing & prancing I drip like Atlantic
When I be off of the lean ima throw up my 3's with da team yeah u know I be chancing
Ima pull up on da scene with the runts, lemon tree I be throwing thots splees manning
Brissp gonna get to the cream to the green anywhere you see chesse you gon see yuh boy standing
They be like damnn nigga breathe, fuck it im stepping on niggas necks
These niggas say they want smoke but that shit not a joke cus it bun like a cigarette
All that fuck boy shit I'm into that like pull up where the killas at
If u get with the pack boo ain't no going back all my niggas plugged in like the internet
Wifi lit
Woah
Wait, wait
I be back again, breaking her back again
A lil top a lil box yeah no aspirin
And when we double team I'm off the ropes we tag a friend
I got 100 rounds don't worry bout what van we in
I got 100 pounds u smell it every event we in
It's loudpackseason gotta pack up every pack we get
Its lps & BIG 3's you ain't jackin shit
You ain't think we pulling up, well we in this bitch this ain't huggies when we pull up on you lil boy we say deuces put two two up on u lil boy
The Subaru feel super cool I move it lil boy
This ain't no juice its just duce duce up in it lil boy
Wait now shawty on my dick, she dumb as shit wait money long no counterfeits, pockets lit
Wait loudpackseason off the shits, she too legit
Wait high as fuck I'm off the liqs so I should quit
I'm in the zoo I'm fucking with your crew, nigga better move I'm finna shoot nigga who the fuck is you
Wait, wait
Risky
Wait
And I'm back on shit
That never lacking shit
Oh that's that capping shit
That's not my flag I take a knee I feel like kaepernick
For the low just caught a zoe oh that's a half a brick
Oh you wilding risk, I take my shot the block been hot so you know I can't miss
Oh that's your bitch she coming home she know what time is
Don't ride the wave the staff is gold feel like poseidon bitch
A whole lotta hoes diamonds is froze grab the chain then she gotta go
I'm in my mode risky he cold study the move he came with some drones
(Study the move he came with some drones)
Fuck it's cool I came with my own
Everything I got just know that I own
Word to ed boy you get shot in your head boy you don't wanna end up dead boy
Click clack bow, fill his body up with lead boy fuck it you heard what I said boy pop me a perky I'm gone off the meds boy
Pop me a perky I jug and finesse boy (risky)
Yea yea yea
Woah
Fuck these niggas talking about
I'm back on high tec
Nike I get to a check
I be balling like where is the ref
We beat niggas up gimme a tec
I get bowls fuck a baugette
She got good head im all in her neck
Do her right then kick her to the left
I be playing these hoes like it chess
Got a baddie with me I can't pass her my weed
Know you my fucking my 3's took a guess
We just pop up on niggas give options to niggas like a,b & c this a test
I can't settle for less I need millis, estates, put my daughter name up on a jet
If you get with the pack boo ain't no going back we like Khaled my niggas the best
I'm like future when I'm off this tec
Feel like beezy I serve em in house shoes
And make sure you coming correct
Cus if not you get left like some box food
Fanny pack got all the antics, diamonds be dancing & prancing I drip like Atlantic
When I be off of the lean ima throw up my 3's with da team yeah u know I be chancing
Ima pull up on da scene with the runts, lemon tree I be throwing thots splees manning
Brissp gonna get to the cream to the green anywhere you see chesse you gon see yuh boy standing
They be like damnn nigga breathe, fuck it im stepping on niggas necks
These niggas say they want smoke but that shit not a joke cus it bun like a cigarette
All that fuck boy shit I'm into that like pull up where the killas at
If u get with the pack boo ain't no going back all my niggas plugged in like the internet
Wifi lit
Woah
Wait, wait
I be back again, breaking her back again
A lil top a lil box yeah no aspirin
And when we double team I'm off the ropes we tag a friend
I got 100 rounds don't worry bout what van we in
I got 100 pounds u smell it every event we in
It's loudpackseason gotta pack up every pack we get
Its lps & BIG 3's you ain't jackin shit
You ain't think we pulling up, well we in this bitch this ain't huggies when we pull up on you lil boy we say deuces put two two up on u lil boy
The Subaru feel super cool I move it lil boy
This ain't no juice its just duce duce up in it lil boy
Wait now shawty on my dick, she dumb as shit wait money long no counterfeits, pockets lit
Wait loudpackseason off the shits, she too legit
Wait high as fuck I'm off the liqs so I should quit
I'm in the zoo I'm fucking with your crew, nigga better move I'm finna shoot nigga who the fuck is you
Wait, wait
Risky
Wait
And I'm back on shit
That never lacking shit
Oh that's that capping shit
That's not my flag I take a knee I feel like kaepernick
For the low just caught a zoe oh that's a half a brick
Oh you wilding risk, I take my shot the block been hot so you know I can't miss
Oh that's your bitch she coming home she know what time is
Don't ride the wave the staff is gold feel like poseidon bitch
A whole lotta hoes diamonds is froze grab the chain then she gotta go
I'm in my mode risky he cold study the move he came with some drones
(Study the move he came with some drones)
Fuck it's cool I came with my own
Everything I got just know that I own
Word to ed boy you get shot in your head boy you don't wanna end up dead boy
Click clack bow, fill his body up with lead boy fuck it you heard what I said boy pop me a perky I'm gone off the meds boy
Pop me a perky I jug and finesse boy (risky)
Credits
Writer(s): Christian Brown
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