Pac-Mxfia - Remix

Damn
Yea
OD

Gang (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
Look
Look
Look

I chilling with rush
And we smoking on runtz
They say I'm OD
Cuz I do my own stunts
Pull up on his block
Ain't seen work in a month
Caught his ass lacking
Threw him in da trunk
And if he want beef
We turn him to ashes
Roll em up
Wit sum exotic
Then circle the scene
Cuz I caught a body
Your bitch on my pole
She giving me sloppy

She speaking in spanish
She calling me papi (Wah)
My choppa be singing
I'm calling it roddy
Cuz when I hit a stain
We take all shit
No trace or a body (Damn)
I'm stuck off the gas
I'm high off my ass (On gawd)
Aye pass me the funnel
Yea don't play wit my mans
He stay wit a mask
The glock tucked in da bubble (Damn)
Yea Pull up we gon slide
We just hit a lick
My niggas don't fumble
Pac man wit gas
OD on the track (Wah)
Boy this double trouble
32 To clip, my .40 don't stick (On Gawd)
Pull up we gon rumble
If I slide wit da glick
My .40 gon hit
Boy you finna tumble

I chilling with rush
And we smoking on runtz
They say I'm OD
Cuz I do my own stunts
Pull up on his block
Ain't seen work in a month
Caught his ass lacking
Threw him in da trunk
And if he want beef
We turn him to ashes
Roll em up
Wit sum exotic
Then circle the scene
Cuz I caught a body
Your bitch on my pole
She giving me sloppy

I slide onna Opp's
When they looking real sloppy (They slippin')
I call on my gang
They gon read if I copy
I murdered the beat
I woke up caught a body
I look kinda skinny
This 40 real cocky
Beating the block
Yeah they calling me rocky
I'm calling a flag
Cuz they foul and it shocked me
I send a blitz
Even lineman can't stop me
And stay off the net
We want no paparazzi
Cuz killers gone move when I say so
Gon light up the block when the day go
Got lean in a blueberry faygo
I smoke and away all the pain go
I up wit the chop and you know I won't miss
I molding his face like some play doh
And if I get the drop you know it's a case closed
Play wit od get ya face blowed

Why
All of these niggas keep taking my flow
You know why
Cause Swanio the goat
Way to creative ain't never wrote
Just like a campaign I told em go vote
Better not purp
You would think I was IT make em float
I'm tryna take me a trip on a boat
Treat boy just sum pac it's gon smoke
If I get a package you know it's a load
HGS shit ain't no pac for the low
Reject he gon get caught if he reaching
Bad lil bihh and you know that she freaky
Pac come in and them junkies they geeking
How you got sticks and you ain't never squeeze it
Lied on your mother I cannot believe it
I'm on the highway you know that I'm speeding
HGS shit bihh you know they some demons
(Bow bow bow)



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Writer(s): Devar Martin
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