Packed Out

Yea Yea yea I'm getting this shit off my chest You know I can run wit the best They know that I'm coming correct No Nikes, I puttem in check On sight im getting ya blessed My Ice make bitches get wet My life make niggas upset Alright let's get to the flex It's really no need for a vest I'm cockin it back to aim atcha neck I'm willing to die behind my respect Don't fuck wit no nigga that straddle the fence It's everything more it's never been less My niggas on go they good wit finesse Man gimme the dope I know how to stretch I don't need a scale Im good wit the work I know to guess Okay This shit a get deep okay I'm still in the streets okay We pull up on fleets ohkay I'm balling like meech okay We playing for keeps ohkay They thinking it's sweet ohkaaay You come wit the beef ohkay We ready to feast ohkay I'm still on the block Nigga play wit this shit and get popped What I spend on my wrist a knot What I spend on my bitch a lot Boy I'm rich I ain't got no opps I been thinking bout buying a drop Just to park it front of the spot Just to show em this shit never stop Man these niggas be talkin a lot Wassup wit the action huh Nigga get put in a casket damn Boy I been plotting on mansions damn Racks inside of the mattress damn Hustle this shit wit a passion damn Ain't showing no love I'm taxing wait I ran wit some niggas and passed em I'm running this shit up the fastest Perfect My bruddas elite with the trap We fuck up the bands we gettin it back I'm good wit the plug he sending the pack I'm falling in love with watching it stack I'm falling in love wit running up sacks I'm falling with thumbing through racks They show me no love they doubling back Aye If it wasn't for the fam you woulda been wacked out Niggas be fans really we taking they hoes And blowing they backs out Stuck wit the plan now all the niggas that's wit me Be throwing them racks out They understand we really put up the numbers this shit a get packed out