Lyrics:
from the west to the hills
Incredible rhymes, encouraging skill
From rat packs, the smallest crews were enormous
They hit 'em fast, with an effortless
Woke up with a pack (pack pack)
On my lap
I'mma get the sack (it's gone)
Watch my back
40 yard dash (zoom), for the cash
We been living fast, have
Throwing six like Kareem
Bitch I'm ballin out the league
Man I gotta feed the team
Getting rich by any means
Fuck a rat
Chase the cheese
Smoke some
I drive by my enemies leaving a legacy I will not go out like Kennedy
I got that gat on me now
No I don’t need no security
You’s a rat you gon’ drown
And I move by myself cause these niggas be rats
Told me she bout to leave bet I help a hoe pack
But before you leave let me hit from the back
You niggas
maniacs in action
A rat pack in black jackets who pack ten
Nine millimeters, five criminals pulling heaters
And spilling liters of blood like swimmin'
know we got the rat pack
Rat pack, pack, got a black backpack
Drinking syrup put these waffles in the hatchback
Criss-cross, I'm about to tik-toe that
the truth aint no need to be lyin about it
So quit all that frontin
I want the bag
And I want it fast
I be mailing them packs
Gotta watch for the rats
No cap
at me, I threw four back
Made I came through in the Maybach with your rat
She said you used the small gray box, I need the gold pack (a-ha), pow
Hold
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
Plottin on a 100 mill all cash
Big guns make a nigga wanna haul ass
If a nigga aint a rat he jake da snake
If a bitch dont like me she must be...
a nigga be taking
Whole lotta nights long, lotta packs gone, from a lost or to stay outta jail
Stretching that work til it's medium well, that mean its
damn g mail
Knowing they gone get whacked how you live like that/That's the way of the rat then you got the ones that dig in your pack
Watch you make
Ain't need no extras shawty you my best one
We going back to back don't need the next one
And you know that I'm your best one
Yeah you get with me I
the leader of the pack thinking really abstract
I'll never give your cashback if you wave the white flag
I will ransack all the jokers in your rat pack
Piss in
bitches
Can't call em women
They all just rats
Was never much of the preacher type
But I'm speaking facts
Smokin' hash and chief
On the za boy you best
about a dime a dozen
Ash and exhale, days keep on coming
Collapsing supernova
I got work by Bova
Up in the shadowbox
Framed like it was priceless
Bob
Yo, Akala, listen who's the Gangsta?
We claim gangsta
Hip hop tells us we're gangsta
But do we make the straps and the scales?
Or just pack the jails
sack
I ain't no race somehow overlapped
They like Lil Slxck
Why the fuck you best that beat up like that
Beat want me to chill but I can't relax
Used
'Cause honey friend fuck many many men
Stay wit the rats 'cause the rats is real
Wanna fuck, then we fuck, already know the deal
Shit, fuck what you
friction when I flex up the jaw to hit the joint
That can actually give a blood mob like Gotti
Like the body cool keep the strap up by the naughties
My homey working with brick Started with a pillow
He was cooking on the stove Working whipping elbows
Flipping big packs of herb like He out in Reno
rats on the low
All my niggas got gas on the low
That's your friend why you assing her for
Nigga why you fronting your moves
That's how a nigga get
Lincoln on a sack, with the fifty-dat
Bump my song, Get drunk, get it crunk
Country-fried, pack a blunt
Erything tight, Volume 2 off in the trunk, bump
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