Soul Food BoofPaxkMooky

[Chorus]
Cool on the beat boy
You got the sauce like a old dude
Oh that's your bitch, she is old news
Please put your mind on the pack what I told you
I put this drank in my soda
It ain't no shit I ain't mofucking show you
Stay in the pack until that nigga expose you
I had to be where I'm mofucking supposed to
He wanna talk on the gang, we gon blow him
Yall just gonna eat up the swag like it's soul food
I been addicted to soda
Man this shit hit, got me up like a solar
She had the pack but I mofucking stole it
We go to war had the mofuckers floating

[Verse 1]
What, who on the phone
Yeah, I don't know you
Stacks on deck like I'm Soulja
I'm off the meds so I'm floating
Her ass so fat and I notice
I slimе a nigga out, Nickelodeon
You get distractеd, you not focusing
She got my back nigga why she holding it
She so defensive with me
I be defending my lean
Always be high, I'm sitting in the tree
Fucking this bitch in the sheets
Fucking this bitch and I made that hoe leave
You'll get the pack in the mail in a week
I took a trip like let's go overseas
You cannot front on my bitch she gon eat