Pure in the Pack

I wanted a million and got me a million, as simple as that Fuck is you doin', we sendin' it back, no pure in the pack Fuck is you doin', we sendin' it back, no pure in the pack I wanted a million and got me a million, as simple as that Fuck is you doin', we sendin' it back, no pure in the pack Fuck is you doin', we sendin' it back, no pure in the pack, nah Fuck is you doin', we sendin' it back, no pure in the pack Eighty somethin' on the Rollie I bought a chain for the lil whoadie I bought a brick and poured the whole thing out That one's for the dead homies Red mob or it's no mob, get a headshot from that forty Lil bruh and them turned rat I was heartbroken when they told me Put the Maserati on Forgis, I hit the curb off of that dotty We got the murder rate goin' up gang, And it's HellGang 'til they moke me Bandica and these Dolces, that mean I'm loafed up in this bitch We throw the fours up in this bitch I never froze up with that stick, yeah Paperwork hit the folk yard, you get poked up in that bitch They puttin' high demands in the soda pop, Niggas poured up in that bitch I be like so what if he switch, that nigga hoed up on that trip I be like so what if he switch, that nigga hoed up on that trip, yeah Know I'm four finger bangin' baby, I'll die about it You tell your partner 'bout any them homis and you gon' do time 'bout it My iller nigga Sauce died and you know I cried 'bout it He was a real one, livin' through me so that nigga still one I'm rockin' the Rollie that come with the pointers, this ain't a steel one I hopped in the game, put on the gang, them niggas real ones I wanted a million and got me a million, as simple as that Fuck is you doin', we sendin' it back, no pure in the pack Ayy I got a family to feed I got a family to feed I gotta keep blammy and things You know that we still in the beef Pray for the killer's release, Pray for the nigga deceased I used to want a Caprice, that's when I dove in the streets That's when I ordered the cutie, I run up a half and flip me a P They think it's sweet in the city, but you can get flipped in a P They do they shit in the East, they do they shit in the North Niggas'll pull up in Honda Accords Hop out and body your Porsche, yeah They goin' body for body for body and you need a wally for sure, ayy They goin' body for body for body and you need a wally for sure It ain't no more talkin' no more, you gotta put up a score That's how you put on for fourth nigga That's how you put on for fourth, ayy Know I'm four finger bangin' baby, I'll die about it You tell your partner 'bout any them homis and you gon' do time 'bout it My iller nigga Sauce died and you know I cried 'bout it He was a real one, livin' through me so that nigga still one I'm rockin' the Rollie that come with the pointers, this ain't a steel one I hopped in the game, put on the gang, them niggas real ones I wanted a million and got me a million, as simple as that Fuck is you doin', we sendin' it back, no pure in the pack I wanted a million and got me a million, as simple as that Fuck is you doin', we sendin' it back, no pure in the pack Fuck is you doin', we sendin' it back, no pure in the pack Fuck is you doin', we sendin' it back, no pure in the pack I wanted a million and got me a million, as simple as that nigga As simple as that nigga Fuck is you doin', we sendin' it back, no pure in the pack nigga Yeah, no pure in the pack nigga