Packemup!

Huh huh huh huh Huh huh hmm Hmm hmm I don't write no songs I don't write my wrongs Yeah I know it's wrong Best they know where I'm going Look I cannot deny Fuck white suit and ties They crossing all the lines All they white lies Packemup! Packemup! Packemup! Packemup! Packemup! Packemup! Packemup! Packemup! How low they go? We'll never know Got a better chance at cashing out with bro-bro All these rich pricks steady acting like some broke ho's We don't take no pics, you ain't never met the bro code Mendoza that's a mountain, my way up I be counting Speakers bouncing, I'm up there for pound for pound shit Still gon' downshift, still be swerving in the south, shit Ain't no house shit, don't you see my fucking outfit I rock and roll, the weed been taking a toll I'm still locked in with my goals Still locked in with my ho's Man I hate when they link for the doja Flippin' these birds to these muhfucking vultures Flippin' this work for the muhfucking culture Killin' em verse for the muhfucking culture Told em speed up, speed up, speed up My neck frío, frío, frío Got homies in the field, field, field They gotta free up, free up, free up Been in my bag since back in the day I took that bag then I went to the bank Don't even ask why this shit gon' stank man You know it's filled with dank man Eenie meenie miny moe, I got lots of Losa flows How long on the payment bro? Need it to the decimal Walk around my city ho, I ain't Phil Kessel ho I still stay on ten, I grew up on Tenth I still dodge the press and I always clean my mess I can't waste no fucking time, gotta go and live this life Packemup! Packemup! Packemup! Packemup! Packemup! Packemup! Packemup! Packemup! How low they go? We'll never know Got a better chance at cashing out with bro-bro All these rich pricks steady acting like some broke hoes We don't take no pics, you ain't never met the bro code It feel good to be back, I'll tell you that Damn right