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I had on a blindfold
We shoot at the opps yeah we step on the rivals 
I got big in these streets Ima idol 
They cash out for the pack on arrival

I had on a blindfold
We shoot at the opps yeah we step on the rivals 
I got big in these streets Ima idol 
They cash out for the pack on arrival

things
No I'm not tryna say I'm the best, I'm a king
Baby girl, yeah you bad, I'm tryna make you my queen
Not gon' lie, I'm not mad, cause I saw you in my

chance I advance. Even if I'm stuck, I'm sticking to the plan
Sticking to the script, That I wrote. Some years ago 
I just live by the code. That's all

are a bitch to my nut sack
Solo in the Rat Pack
Boy be rocking snapbacks
Getting brain in the back of math class
Weed up in my backpack
Upgraded

the best, more drive than the fuckin rest
In the game im on the bench pushin weight off of my chest

But im just whitey from the burbs
So i can't get big cuz

Karma

1200 Techniques

101 Dads: The Noughties

2018

gods law you best watch for karma
Now I'm a bomb ya
Running your traps like tacks
You think you floating on the cream
You and your rat pack
While

achoo
Bless you whore molest who
Who'd you molest
You look like Michael Jackson doing do what he do best
Who'd you sext over text cuz you wishing you had

nicca no cap
Can't tell them lies everything all true
Can't move like that never been a rat
12 putting cheese in the trap
So I gotta move smart dodge em

like a rat
I can teach you a thing or 2 about trappin
Bands coming to me like a magnet
Need a lil bitch that be actin fuckin ratchet
My glocks never lock

hit bro phone like it's time, so me and bro Tique finna take a trip
And yeah I'm a Libra tell by the sign, I put it on the scale and make shit flip

Hold up
I get it hot like I'm burning up
I hid the body by the radio, turn it up
Another year gone still don't give a fuck
Begging for a dick pic

of these niggas claim loyal but at the end of the day 
They gone rat like some mean mice 
They be hitting me up for some shit that I purchased before
But you

knowing that
I'm bringing a bitch to hold the straps
Bag load of snacks have her roll the pack
Eyes rolled back or making bones snap
She known for that
So

Funk

The Coup

Kill My Landlord

1993

would develop lots of beef as a tweaker 
And all of them was mostly come lookin for me 
Imagine that, fat motherfuckers with bats tryin 
To rat pack

does everything for me
International parcel going insane
Hand over the AWB
I mean there’s a tandem at the place
When there are 3 (Girls)
Pack & send

turn him into ganja
Smokin' on Rio, the best marijuana

Taco send shells  through a nigga, facts
How can you live when you tellin' on niggas
Rats in

(yeah)
Flexing with like fifty on my
Wrist in a blackout (yeah)
Two tone Maybach
I ain't even have to flip it (No)
Pack came through the mail, hit

I just keep doing it, doing it, doing it right
While I’m staying inside
Holdin’ on, holdin’ on, holding on tight
‘Till the storm passes by
Still

Open my bag and add to it
Her ass fat, brain empty
Don't have a clue like a lab rat
I'm all whited out but my pockets blue
Nike boots like Wale
Doing

know showin that class new millennium rat pack yeah.
I'm leanin on it I'm Chronic I'm sippin lean too.
The shop is flippin screens too.
Your bitch's

All I want to do, is laugh and get high (uh huh)
Dance in the club, fine bitch by my side (uh huh)
Question of the day, which strain I decide (uh

next to Isaiah down in a morgue bed
Like good riddance
You'll never make it by playing the victim
Both of you now don't pretend like you didn't
I'm done

Back up in this bitch better back up bitch
I picked my back up, unzip these bitches, pack up
Strapped up, like a straight jacket, wardrobe of a fake