Packs (feat. Yvng Primo & Young Na)

Ot counting stacks I just flew it back I just popped a tag Thumbing through them racks Back to back Back to back I don't fuck with rats Everything they cap All them rappers cap You ain't have the sack Never run through saks You ain't catching wreck Pull up back To back Black on black Three five in the wrap Smoking back to back Pedals getting mashed Im gone peddle cash Numbers they ain't bad They still getting tax You out in the field We gone check the stats Work bust out the bags Meet me round the back Little bitch want me bad I don't text her back Because I love to trap Tech wit the strap You don't wanna crash All this dirty money Rising off my off my hands I call a play Done I send a load Home I get them things Gone Look I call a play Done I send a load Home I get them things Gone Vvs Got me feeling like the man On a mission this million dollar plan Blue faces wrap them in a rubber band In my mama's basement Seen a hundred grand Remember they was trying to play us Got it popping now they pay us Run the city like the mayor Got our weight up Now we way up Fly them bitches out Anywhere I'm at Fuck them by the three's Back to back to back In them suv Talking back to back Nigga play with me If I take a loss I'm going to get it back Focused on the flip Talking acrobat My nigga in the trap say he need a brick I sent him to the line That's a hack a shaq I call a play Done I send a load Home I get them things Gone Look I call a play Done I send a load Home I get them things Gone I get you P's for thirteen If you cop ten or more I will drop it a deuce This shit like get down or lay down Trey pound make him stay down so no isn't no copping a truce Trap my religion a sin if you snitching Its no competition when I'm in the booth And if I get a line on a brick of the fetynol I'll fuck the game up and go back too the boost I'll call a play done Niggas my son I been the one I throw you two if I know how you come Cut it with the Fentanyl Tuck it in the Chevy Serve it out the Getty That'll get you heavy Remember she didn't let me I done broke the levy running up the bands I'm not shaking hands They be taking stands I won't take a chance Lawyer paid advance Case a couple grand Be there when I land Sticking to the plan Do it for the family I call a play Done I send a load Home I get them things Gone Look I call a play Done I send a load Home I get them things Gone