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Lucki too
She lemme paint her face
But we get high as fuck
Who lemme fly the plane
Okay I’m $ly as fuck
Need me that goose juice
Basquiat my pops
It ain’t

the drum
Lit off that fire hit it get higher
Post Trump pack at my back door shout out to Grace
We in a race and it don't matter ya race
What side ya own

Keep it in my lap
You keep a bitch in yo lap
I don't want no bitch on my back
They get too attached
Grab me a back or a wrap
Roll up a spliff of the pack

AK Shut Em Down
I throw a party in back
Flew out the pack
I got the b**** we gon leave it at that
She want pounds of the pack
All for 2 flat
F*** all

to you,
Cause I don't get you?
I don't know what to say
Will you save face and run away?
I just don't get you
Let me know what you think
Oh babe
I got a lot

The dust is blowin' so strong
My feet are white, my face is brown
The dust is blowin' so strong
My feet are white, my face is brown
I've got them Big

No no no, Lil baby
You cannot hop in the whip the mercedes
I need a blunt to myself Imma face it 
Smoking on gas we get high like a Spaceship
Smoking

My juul pods are leaking this the second pack i bought
Even when i'm faded you are always in my thoughts
On cloud 9, maybe we could have a second

girl 
You got me mesmerized 
With your cute ass face and your thick ass thighs
And i know them eyes never tell no lies
Lookin so damn fine let me step

Mf I am 
Monroe Zion keep ya eyes peeled
Ls gone but the pack gone ride still 
My nigga still tryna make out the slums with it 
Don't just talk about

bro to touch down 
Throw em a pack he gon score the touch down I can't wait I'm blowin up in y'all damn face 
I realize I already done won the damn race

I'm sayin 
I get money 
Fuck all that shit 

I won't go back and forth with no bitch let my money talk (No i can't)
Get that pack flip that shit make it

This stuff for free
They pack us in
Their box of fees
The sell our lives
No privacy

Spots and Snaps and
Face and Goo
By Grams and Twits
By Tok and Tubes

it low key
I got your bitch she in the whip and now she sucking off the team
Eye brows on fleek, bad bitch she a freak
Got the pack and Russian cream,

I been trynna get that
Money that ain’t gift wrapped
By the Government trap
Feel like it’s a blood pact
I know what them bloods pack
I know what that

the journey that's my ending

Sometimes I, try and get some space
Remember it's a marathon, not a race
I wanna kick back, pack a bag
See some sights and relax

greatness 
100 camera's keep a lot of surveillance 
Stupid bills get a lot of them faces

Im pulling up with the plug
My niggas pull up with the pack 
These

Guardians 
The guardians
Salvation of our souls
Deprived and torn and sold
Leviathan 
Diseased and flayed the pack
Worn cold and trailing ties 
What

to your face like back to back
You knew I’d slay on every track
All of my flows are so unwhack
I take off and flip a pack
Go flip a pack on the low
Count

Please get out my face
I'm going at my pace
The perfect love was laced
Soul black bounce back
I want my life back
So what fuck that
Heart like a ice pack

Put you on a shelf, that's a pack and trophy
Put you on a shelf, that's a pack and trophy
I ain't do it by myself but everything is on me
Riding by

Hippy, hippy, hippy, aye, hippy
Somebody get the plug on the phone please
Smell the scent, you already know the flavor
Air pack, direct flight, plug

Never give it all to a hoe nigga (Hell nah)
Money stop flowing, she'll walk she a gold digger
New pack in to unload nigga (Load)
Smoking OG outside

I see lows behind the face lifts
It's tasteless
No Ben ten it be Beast Boy how I shape shift
Wow
Really hittem widda moving rocket
Super sonic