Vacuum Sealer from Outer Space, Pt. 2

AR with a laser bitch I might just come and beam ya
Yea your money a disaster you should go and call up FEMA
We never played the same game so get out my arena
Yea The feds they tried to make a case but could never get subpoenas
Yea this my career on hall of fame
I left the trap to spit this flame
Thankful for how far I came
703 the set I claim
Before the drip I had some game
Before the bread I had my name
Without a label we not the same
Without the scope I got some aim
One percent, Two percent, fat free and whole
Bitch I drink it by the gallon and I give your bitch my bone yuh
Most these rappers writing when they claim it's off the dome
And I said fuck a major label cause I made this on my own yuh
They gonna ride my wave, so I call em lilo stitch
And I trap just like it's Disney bitch I'm selling to your kids yuh
Bands keep on running up I call em' Forrest Gump
And I think you stole my flow so you can call me Donald Trump yuh

I was in the field just tryna make a meal
Then I got my bag right with a vacuum seal
Ever since I was a youngin' I always kept it real
So I say fuck the industry cause I can never sign a deal
Where they at?
We can pull up with some gallons and a bullpup
We want smoke, we got dairy and some weight that you can't hold up
I was breaking down packs now I'm here to kick this flow
Bitch MilkMan the PaperBoy it's a name you need to know yuh

They say that money talks so imma let it speak first
I ain't come up from the bottom but I got it out the dirt
In college and the trap so they calling me a nerd
But my money always add up and the math it always works
I'm lobbing packs underhand my team we getting plenty bands
I don't think you could understand I did this shit just how I planned
Told my mom I'm trapping I can't make no money rapping
Yea I made these beats they slapping and these bars they got me snapping yuh
Rocking old navy and still looking fly
Yea I took all your custys and I didn't even try
On the phone with your bitch and she says that I'm that guy
And a blunt with my milk sent me straight up to the sky yuh
In your girl's bag like some pepper spray
I always put in work, I don't know any better way, every day
My wrist stays frozen, but I never copped a bussdown
I should go and coach some football cause the way my packs gon' touchdown yuh

I was in the field just tryna make a meal
Then I got my bag right with a vacuum seal
Ever since I was a youngin' I always kept it real
So I say fuck the industry cause I can never sign a deal
Where they at?
We can pull up with some gallons and a bullpup
We want smoke, we got dairy and some weight that you can't hold up
I was breaking down packs now I'm here to kick this flow
Bitch MilkMan the PaperBoy it's a name you need to know yuh