Pakman Skatterman & Snug Brim (Ft. Kutt Calhoun)

[Verse 1: Skatterman]
It's the Skat Man, raised on the block
Pushin them packs, man, hard, soft and rock
I bring it back, man, even when it's hot
If you infoltrate the team, I'll make it clap, man
Way before the dates and the rap fans
You can find me, 20 years old, tryna stack grams
Automatic in my lap, man
Always down for the cat-scan
Put the work in the trash can
Blow half on the OZ, so when the Summer come, I can smash, man
Puttin bricks on boats, gettin drunk off of mad dog
20 20, that's how I was raised
Went from 30 bucks to throwin a watch in the boll
To a nigga giving orders, to making them young niggas desifer the codes
Got the green, got the white for your nose
Survin cream to the feends, walkin around with a pipe in they rolls
From the plastic to the trap stove
I take the game and spell it out for all my hustlers doing life in the hold
It's the

[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko and Tech N9ne]
Pakman, you want it, then I got it
Pakman, I'm all about my prodict
Pakman, got everything you need
Pakman, pistols, coke and weed