PACKS ft. Rose Capone

Ayy, movin' around the country, man I'm servin' the packs

Ayy, every time I hop on the fuckin' track, I relax

I'ma have to go and fuck this b**ch right from the back

Ayy, I got so much fuckin' money, I count it in stacks

Uh, money is all in my pocket, I count by the rack

Phone on DND, she textin' my phone, so I told her relax

Uh, uh, uh, shorty be lyin' to me, but I lie by the fact

3.5, I roll it up straight in the wood and I smoke it up fat

Uh, how this bitch gon' say she love me, but then she gon' block me

When you see me down the court, pullin' up, you know that nobody gon' stop me