Backpack
(Oogie Mane, he killed it!)
(FaxOnly, you goin' crazy)
Duh-uh-uh, yeah
Mmm-mm, uh
Yeah (yeah), I'm finna give you what you wanted (what you wanted), oh-uh
Oh yeah, look at you niggas, you started (just started)
Oh, uh, First Class, flew a bitch from New Orleans (phew)
Mmm yeah, pick up the bag, still tourin' (bag)
You don't mean shit to me, lil' nigga what you want? (What you want)
I just signed a deal, now I feel like I won (feel like I won)
We finna shoot, uh, bullets hot like the sun (boom, boom, boom, boom!)
Skrrt crash (skrrt), I just finna hit-and-run (hit-and-run)
Race it where it's at (at), hundred bands in my backpack (backpack)
G.O.A.T., I feel like, yak (yak), smokin' on some Scat Pack (smokin', Scat)
Tired, I just ran a lap (lap), top five yeah I passed that (passed)
I'm on, I won't cap (on), in the club you see me in a backpack (bag)
Race it where it's at (at), hundred bands in my backpack (backpack)
G.O.A.T., I feel like, yak (yak), smokin' on some Scat Pack (smokin', Scat)
Tired, I just ran a lap (tired), top five yeah I passed that (passed)
I'm on, I won't cap (on), in the club you see me in a backpack (oh)
Diamonds hit so hard, you can't see no more (you can't see no more)
Yeah, see me in a foreign, I got three of those (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Uh, I'm gonna show you what you ain't seen before (you ain't seen before)
Ooh, I got a pole, but it's illegal though (brraaa)
Diamonds so cold, I feel sick (sick)
Too much hoes on my dick (ho)
We want gold, we want blicks (gold)
Bitch go, I'm not takin' pic's (no)
Spent a brick on my wrist, uh (wrist, uh)
Can't tell me shit, uh (uh)
You can't roll 'round wit' my clique, uh (uh)
But you wish, uh (wish, uh)
Winnin', I'll make you feel dumb (dumb)
Yeah, hop in the booth and I eat the beef for lunch (eat that shit)
Yeah, I'm so good, do this shit for fun (for fun)
Yeah, find a new bitch and I'm makin' my last feel dumb (dumb)
Yeah, hit that bitch once, now I'm done (done)
Yeah, 30 bands in my pocket, filled with huns (huns)
Yeah, shout-out me, I was lackin', but that was once
It ain't last long, your brother got done up (baow)
You don't mean shit to me, lil' nigga what you want? (what you want)
I just signed a deal, now I feel like I won (feel like I won)
We finna shoot, uh, bullets hot like the sun (boom, boom, boom, boom!)
Skrrt crash, I just finna hit-and-run (hit-and-run)
Race it where it's at (at), hundred bands in my backpack (backpack)
G.O.A.T., I feel like, yak (yak), smokin' on some Scat Pack
Tired, I just ran a lap (lap), top five yeah I passed that (passed)
I'm on, I won't cap (on), in the club you see me in a backpack (bag)
Race it where it's at (at), hundred bands in my backpack (Backpack)
G.O.A.T., I feel like, yak (uh), smokin' on some Scat Pack
Tired, I just ran a lap (tired), top five yeah I passed that (passed)
I'm on, I won't cap (ohh), in the club you see me in a backpack (mmm)
(FaxOnly, you goin' crazy)
Duh-uh-uh, yeah
Mmm-mm, uh
Yeah (yeah), I'm finna give you what you wanted (what you wanted), oh-uh
Oh yeah, look at you niggas, you started (just started)
Oh, uh, First Class, flew a bitch from New Orleans (phew)
Mmm yeah, pick up the bag, still tourin' (bag)
You don't mean shit to me, lil' nigga what you want? (What you want)
I just signed a deal, now I feel like I won (feel like I won)
We finna shoot, uh, bullets hot like the sun (boom, boom, boom, boom!)
Skrrt crash (skrrt), I just finna hit-and-run (hit-and-run)
Race it where it's at (at), hundred bands in my backpack (backpack)
G.O.A.T., I feel like, yak (yak), smokin' on some Scat Pack (smokin', Scat)
Tired, I just ran a lap (lap), top five yeah I passed that (passed)
I'm on, I won't cap (on), in the club you see me in a backpack (bag)
Race it where it's at (at), hundred bands in my backpack (backpack)
G.O.A.T., I feel like, yak (yak), smokin' on some Scat Pack (smokin', Scat)
Tired, I just ran a lap (tired), top five yeah I passed that (passed)
I'm on, I won't cap (on), in the club you see me in a backpack (oh)
Diamonds hit so hard, you can't see no more (you can't see no more)
Yeah, see me in a foreign, I got three of those (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Uh, I'm gonna show you what you ain't seen before (you ain't seen before)
Ooh, I got a pole, but it's illegal though (brraaa)
Diamonds so cold, I feel sick (sick)
Too much hoes on my dick (ho)
We want gold, we want blicks (gold)
Bitch go, I'm not takin' pic's (no)
Spent a brick on my wrist, uh (wrist, uh)
Can't tell me shit, uh (uh)
You can't roll 'round wit' my clique, uh (uh)
But you wish, uh (wish, uh)
Winnin', I'll make you feel dumb (dumb)
Yeah, hop in the booth and I eat the beef for lunch (eat that shit)
Yeah, I'm so good, do this shit for fun (for fun)
Yeah, find a new bitch and I'm makin' my last feel dumb (dumb)
Yeah, hit that bitch once, now I'm done (done)
Yeah, 30 bands in my pocket, filled with huns (huns)
Yeah, shout-out me, I was lackin', but that was once
It ain't last long, your brother got done up (baow)
You don't mean shit to me, lil' nigga what you want? (what you want)
I just signed a deal, now I feel like I won (feel like I won)
We finna shoot, uh, bullets hot like the sun (boom, boom, boom, boom!)
Skrrt crash, I just finna hit-and-run (hit-and-run)
Race it where it's at (at), hundred bands in my backpack (backpack)
G.O.A.T., I feel like, yak (yak), smokin' on some Scat Pack
Tired, I just ran a lap (lap), top five yeah I passed that (passed)
I'm on, I won't cap (on), in the club you see me in a backpack (bag)
Race it where it's at (at), hundred bands in my backpack (Backpack)
G.O.A.T., I feel like, yak (uh), smokin' on some Scat Pack
Tired, I just ran a lap (tired), top five yeah I passed that (passed)
I'm on, I won't cap (ohh), in the club you see me in a backpack (mmm)
Credits
Writer(s): Dylan Taylor Cleary-krell, Jordan T. Ortiz, Robert Elijah Iii Fairfax, Lathan Moses Stanley Echols
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