[Verse 1: LEX PAIN]
Ice cream color Bentley coupe, got the strap in there
Up the beam I make a scene, they like, “Yo, what happened here?”
They be talkin', we be money walking, got the bag in here
They be talkin', we be money walking, got the bag in here
Used to be lil' broke, so I had to jugg the cashier
Heard that he was flashin', hold up, wait, boy comе back here
Put that bitch up in a void beforе we get to packin' here
Bitch, I feel like Mike, leave yo' ass with a half an ear

[Verse 2: PACKGOD]
Yeah, I'm on that 20/20 vision, see them switchin'
Gotta keep it hidden from the competition
I'm just tryna' fit inside her fucking kitten
If she keep on bitching, put her in the kitchen
Hold up I'm just kidding, you ain't gotta hold me
All this green up on me just like guacamole
Choppa hit an infidel and made him wholly
Lazer sight up on it like it's fucking Broly
You don't fucking know me, you a little rodent
You just bought a heater, but you'll never load it
And my wallet too thick, I can't fucking fold it
Got a bad lil' bitch who got pack devotion
Finna fly her ass out from across the ocean
Got no time for eloping and fuck the Trojan
Like the peas in the fridge, gotta keep it frozen
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