Za Pack

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Faucy

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Za pack, ahhhh
Za pack, to the face, I'mma tweak out
Bad bitch, in the club, we gon' freak out
Get what you paid for, you done went the cheap route
I'mma keep on rappin', I don't wanna go the street route (uhhh)
But the packs is what I'm finna flip
AT got the wheel of the scat, he not gon' crash the whip
A hoe get in my face, it's guaranteed that I'mma smack this bitch
I was in the dungeon cookin' up where the dragons live
Cause everything I spit is fuckin' heat
Brodie, we don't wanna cop them shoes, you know them shits is beat
Brodie popped an unknown 30 and it got his system weak
What you made last year, yeah, I spent that shit on fits this week (ahh)
Bitch, I'mma designer head (what)
I don't wanna buy that wine, I need the finer red
Three, two, one hit the shot when the timer's dead
I'mma need the firearms, don't care what Brittany Griner said
Yeah, they better free my mans
If they think I'm not gon' blow, they better see my plans
Ring around the Rosé, little bitch, why you not holdin' hands
How you say you gettin' money but you is not showin' bands (bitch)
Bro, keep your trap shut
Feel like Dora in this bitch, I got the map up
You was lyin' in your edit, get your cap cut
You can't flow on these beats and your rap's suck
Bitch, you rode the short bus
What you finna do if you can't let the torch bust
Bitch got the same size teeth as a horse does
You don't gotta cop, just press a like to support us
So much ice up on my neck, they gon' deport us
800-pound life pockets is enormous
Ain't no stimmies goin' around for money, there's a shortage
Do you really need that 2K to pay your mortgage
Damn, shorty givin' slow neck just like a tortoise
Shorty told me put the dick in her like she was porous
Since a jit had the choppa singin' like a chorus
Only time you ever let your choppa off was in the forest
Only time I'm in the forest is to meet my plug
Let the 40 off two times, feelin' like I'm Dugg
Money in the mattress, put the pills underneath the rug
Need a rich thick, bitch, I ain't fuckin' with no scrubs
Yeah, I'm married to the money, where's the matrimony
Choppa speak the word of God, I think my straps is holy
Preacher told me that I need to go and scrap the stoley
I ain't never pay attention to what a fat bitch told me (ahh)
Bitch, you need to lose weight (weight)
Shorty built like Shaq back in '08 (damn)
She a hungry bitch, ate the whole plate (fat)
Told her put it in her mouth like some Colgate
You can't relive this shit, you can't hit rewind
I been in first place and you still behind
You ain't get the light of day, you tryna steal my shine
If I was homeless, you would still try to steal my sign
Bad bitch in my phone ain't gon' kill no time
Told her pull up to the crib and I'mma twist her spine
Hit a switch on a bitch and made her sister mine
Yeah, that's some young, rich, real shit

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