Pac-Man (feat. Baby Eazy-E3 & OSO B3ST)

I can no longer fuck around with these guys, you feel me?

Ah it's like we cannot connect or something, ey ey

Bruka stacka den som lego, som dom snackar men jag lay low

Jag minns hiphop innan Dre Low, tung shit but it ain't the same tho

Bounce back, clap that, gotta get that money man

Gotta get that fucking money man

Bounce that, clap that, tuggar som jag var Pac-Man

On the low som Batman

Bla, bla, bla, yapidy yap

That's all I hear mothafucka that's a fact (yao)

Rewind the time for a minute

We high, we fly, just business (we high)

Can't talk right now I'm busy

Hanging with my dawgs man life is risky (is risky)

Ricky bring your blicky, gotta get this shit done

They think they're in it but don't know a shit son

This that shit that make bitches go down

(Aaah what the fuck are you doing man?!)

I'm stuck in the shit but I don't know how

To get out, what tha fuck am I doing?

Gotta get out I'm tryna not to lose it

And do something stupid, whatchu gonna do about it?

Bruka stacka den som lego, som dom snackar men jag lay low

Jag minns hiphop innan Dre Low, tung shit but it ain't the same tho

Bounce back, clap that, gotta get that money man

Gotta get that fucking money man

Bounce that, clap that, tuggar som jag var Pac-Man

On the low som Batman

Bla, bla, bla, yapidy yap

That's all I hear mothafucka that's a fact, ah!

Three, hitting corners yeah I gotta eat

If I slip up then it's back to my feet's

Ten toes, building strong, walk through the streets

The hard way, you'll find out if you think it's sweet

Don't test em, mothafucka keep steppin

Compton, E3, he the secret weapon

Oh yeah, **** we can go there

In the heat of the moment, I got no care

Bag chasing, got you **** last placing

E3 on a hunt, casing

If you know then you know me I gotta have it

I tell your bitch to run and then it's automatic

Bruka stacka den som lego, som dom snackar men jag lay low

Jag minns hiphop innan Dre Low, tung shit but it ain't the same tho

Bounce back, clap that, gotta get that money man

Gotta get that fucking money man

Bounce that, clap that, tuggar som jag var Pac-Man

On the low som Batman

Bla, bla, bla, yapidy yap

That's all I hear mothafucka that's a fact (it's OSO B3ST)

I recorded this in Black History month

So don't bother me claiming I ain't one of the best

Why you lie to me? Get ya bitch, and yo mama

Cas they fond of me

I be winning silently, so happy when they doubting me

A married man but I slang cock like I'm single

I don't buy em nothing I'm da present Kris Kringle

Yes, it's against my religion, to tell you my business

I love chilling like a muthafucka, stackn my riches

Yaap-yaap, is all I hear if you ain't talking bout gouda

I'm in love with the Monterey, Swiss, and bruschetta

Pac-Man she eat it up, Fick mig som WOW!

Fick mig som WOW!

Bruka stacka den som lego, som dom snackar men jag lay low

Jag minns hiphop innan Dre Low, tung shit but it ain't the same tho

Bounce back, clap that, gotta get that money man

Gotta get that fucking money man

Bounce that, clap that, tuggar som jag var Pac-Man

On the low som Batman

Bla, bla, bla, yapidy yap

That's all I hear mothafucka that's a fact

Ricky bring your blicky, gotta get this shit done

This that shit that make bitches go dow, go down

Bi-Bitches go down, they think they in, innit?

This that shit that make bitches go down

Bi-Bitches go, go, go, they think they in, innit?

Bitches go, go, go down, go down

Bitches go down

Bitches go, go, go