Wrapped ft. BJM Bates & ELIRARE

I don't pillow talk to bitches, they just run around I don't box it out with niggas, I might gun em down

Yeah, my gang is sorta vicious, they might blow you down Casamigos with some Henny, have you on the ground

On the ground, on the floor, whatever Latto said Too many colors get you hit, that's what Vonno said

So I'm poppin' out, all black, yeah, that's facts Ain't no gettin' back, once he gone, yeah, that's wraps

Like a gift, get you wrapped Fuckin' on your bitch and she love get hit from back

I be in the jungle with lions, tigers, that's a fact I love the fast cars and you know we drive the Scats

I'm flee from Head to toe your bitch, she said she like my swag All this crazy shit I seen, got my mind fuckin' tweakin

Put a cross up on my neck, uh, I need Jesus And I be fresh to death, like I'm outta freezer, yeah

I don't pillow talk to bitches, they just run around I don't box it out with niggas, I might gun em down

Yeah, my gang is sorta vicious, they might blow you down Casamigos with some Henny, have you on the ground