MASTER PAKKU Oliver Francis

[Intro]
(Burnout Boys)
(Burnout Boys)
(Burnout Boys)
(Burnout Boys)
Ayy, yeah, bitch

[Verse 1]
Smoke out the ounce
Got my feet up on the couch
Roll that purple, icky sticky
Go ahead and break it down, uh
Fuck wit' the set, Master Pakku on my neck
Mash the gas up in the foreign, watch it do a pirouette, uh
Opps gettin' slumped
I been tweakin' from the jump
I'm so icy in my Nike's
Bitch, I look like Forrest Gump, uh
Eat my cuisine, pickin' rappers out my teeth
All these VVs on me got me hydroplaning down the street
Bottle shots of Casamigo
Vintage Bape on me like Nigo
I'm so lethal, say he want the beef, then Trae gon' servе 'em meatloaf
I'm your favorite rappеr's hero, I'm your favorite rapper's idol, ayy
Crimson rubies Kylo when my doors go suicidal, ayy
Thumb through the guap, poppin' bottles on the yacht
Fuck a lease, I brought a duffle bag of cash out on the lot
I'm so him, you so not
Spark the spliff and drop the top
I come splashin' out the water while they watch me from the dock, bitch