Lyrics:
flight
You know dick is not power nor by might
Gotta pop pills and condine for my rest
6am got stuff in Budapest
For breakfast 6packs of beer
6pack
an OG
Oh yeah, 285 I had that pack on me
Uh, I cannot forget I had that strap on me
Yeah, rest in peace to my nigga Doe
All he ever want to do was
known by the name of old Johnny Dhu
Of all the trade's that's going, sure begging is the best
For when a man is tired, he can sit down and rest
He can beg
known by the name of old Johnny Dhu
Of all the trade's that's going, sure begging is the best
For when a man is tired, he can sit down and rest
He can beg
cause he a rat, nigga
Try to touch my pack
And I'm gone to turn you to a pack nigga
Free all my niggas
Damn, just missed a call from Black nigga
Can't
Woah
Woah woah, yea
Yea yea, woah
Smoking yo pack like im smoking that ganja (ganja)
Yeah, straight from California
Trying on me had to get me
top I'm quente baby I told you that you can reference
Back to my Brazilian track oh by the way I just checked my
Stats on apple music its turnt
then hit by the car
Jump out get close and personal
Don't fuck with rats
But I grip two swords like Raph' from the Ninja Turtles
Double tap, then
remember the days back in school when a nigga was broke
My best friend was a lock pick
I framed by a nigga I thought was my brother
And turned out that nigga
the stash and G’s
Man the rats tryna sniff cuz’ they like the cheese
So I knew, what I had to do
I got the money in the back make the car
Go
the car
We'll go for a ride
I'm your best best
When you need to hide
Pack up, we're skipping town
I'm coming to bring you down
Pack up, we're skipping town
honesty (yeah, yeah)
I got a pack on me (I got a pack on me)
I got a stack on me (I got a stack on me)
Get money by honest means (money, more money)
the leash and then go
(Aye, Aye, Aye)
So many times I could've killed yo' bro
So many times I could have smoked his pack
(pack)
So many times yo' girl was
layin dead
But it's a fact if you pack nigga bust back
Neva run throw our gun unless you fall rat
Hoo wooda said that it wooda helped anyway
Wit mo guns
watch out
Surrounded by gangstas & dropouts
Y’all internet gangstas y’all not out
Trap 24/7 no clock out
Beat down the pack like a knockout
We strapped
you see (You see)
I bet my haters can't breathe
Nigga, don't even compare to me (Nah)
Street niggas, we rare, unique (We rare)
We can fuck 'em by
a PUSSY RAT or a LEECH
He fold and he told and he on the streets
We was saved by the bails like Zack and Screech
Tryna get in my mix that's my pet peeve
How
arsed laugh and an ounce weed pack
If a man wanna chat then a man get slapped
Then Strapped of cash
And whacked in the back of a van
Hells wrath doomsday
Drama drama
You don't want no drama with the shottas
Dissing on my crodies you gone make the reaper pop up
I was in the trenches rinsing packs
Hill
And red mutant eyes gazed down on Hunger City
No more big wheels
Fleas the size of rats sucked on
Rats the size of cats
And ten thousand peoploids
of the rest of the mice runnin' wit you
You pack gats then I'm fuckin' wit' you, But if you
live by the gun you gon die by the fuckin' pistol
[Chorus]
I'm the shit
It would be yo best decision to turn around and be a bitch
She was talking for a minute now she sucking on my dick
Got the pack up in
you gotta do em like that?
How you want beef but you ain't living like that?
Dior bucket hat with the Gucci bag
Smoking cookies I'm lit of the gas pack
that I have to keep it a stack
My last album dropped now where you at
My last fifty went into a pack
Now where all the bitches be at
Feeling so scrub,
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