[Chorus]
Matte black, Scat pack, Brand new Gucci backpack (Backpack)
We gon' on yo' ass, yeah, bet' not duck like Aflac
I got in my bag, yeah, and left them niggas so mad (So mad)
I just got some racks, yeah, and i just spent them so fast

[Verse]
How you don't war with us? It's so sad
It's just me and gang, it's just the four of us
No, it ain't no extorting us
Baby talkin' 'bout flowin' us
All my bitches be foreigners
We gon' hang 'em like ornaments
Slide to yo' block, it's more of us
They say they gon' score on us (They say they gon' score on us, they say they gon' score us, they say they gon' score on us)
They say they gon' score on us (They say they gon' score on us, they say they gon' score us, they say they gon' score on us)

[Chorus]
Matte black, Scat pack, Brand new Gucci backpack (Backpack)
We gon' on yo' ass, yeah, bet' not duck like Aflac
I got in my bag, yeah, and left them niggas so mad (So mad)
I just got some racks, yeah, and i just spent them so fast
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