Lyrics

Fuck you, mane! B-B-Beamer M6, baby, it's just me and you (I'm so done with you, Summrs) With the crew, I'm sippin' goop Smokin' out the pound, I'm feelin' loose She wanna be a Packrunner bitch (ayy) Let's hit Melrose and buy expensive shit If a bitch fuck with you, then we get lit She with me, she know that I'm the shit (yeah, yeah) Hit licks in my Nike TNs (ayy, yeah, yeah) You broke my scale, baby, BMS (ayy, yeah, yeah) I get all the lean from CVS (lean, yeah) Leave your ex-nigga, he a pest Buy you what you want, never stress (never stress) I just gotta get this off my chest You the realest and I put that on my set Babe, let's take off in a jet Fuck you, mane! (Yeah, ayy, yeah) She wanna come hop in the coupe, she wanna come ride with the gang She know that she is my boo, she wanna wear all of my chains That choppa came with attachments, bitch, you know that I'm havin' that bang You the highlight of my life Bitch, I'm sippin' dirty Sprite F&N with a scope, bitch, I don't really wanna fight I can't fuck with no broke bitch, she ridin' that dick like a bike (ayy) Yeah, pull up, hop out, we slidin' in that Fisker (yeah) Three grams in my 'Wood, I can't fuck with no Swishers I want you, no cap, I'm not a bullshitter You can be my missus, I can be your mister We sippin' on that lean, baby, this is not no liquor I been gettin' guap but I need to get richer I need to get richer I need to get richer, I need to get richer Fuck you, mane! She wanna be a Packrunner bitch, Packrunner bitch Come to my crib, and wear all my shit She wanna take hella trips, buy expensive shit (yeah) Packrunner bitch, that's my Packrunner bitch Wanna wear all my shit, come to my crib (yeah) Suck out my kids (yeah), ayy She wanna eat all my kids, buy expensive shit Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah She wanna be a Packrunner bitch Wanna be a Packrunner bitch Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Writer(s): Deante Johnson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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