Pack Flipper
 作词 : Robert Thomas/Julian Mason/Kelton Scott
 作曲 : Robert Thomas/Julian Mason/Kelton Scott
Gabby Douglas on the mat the way I flip the pack
Same with that you pussy whipped, the way bro whip the crack
**** the NFL and NBA, bitch I'm a rapper
Like fire drills these **** sound real, **** cappin'
**** the music, I ain't tryna talk about heads I tapped
My daddy keep telling me health is real, I'm showing my pockets fat
All that pussy ass **** shit **** be doing will get 'em slapped
And she ain't tryna **** a **** on the first night, kick her out
I'm pimp, I ain't given her nothin', I done took two Percs, I'm bussin'
I'm clutchin' middle of the jungle, same hoes who played I ****ed 'em
I don't even talk to my cousin, he 4 as ****, it's **** 'em
Whole time he say he love me, **** plotting on a come up
I done sold more gas than BP, I done sold more pounds than trey
In the trap house every day, like I got money selling yay
White girls look like Caitlyn Clark and grip stuck to the plate
Every **** tryna play on big V3, they gotta pay
The price on weeds just ain't the same no mo'
I was praying to God for a plug and he ain't come
Like Weezy F baby daddy, I'm stuntin'
When I **** hoes, I'm **** her ti;l she cummin'
Treat a bad ho like she country, I done made 400k this week
I done went back to the streets and fed by ****in' hood like EBT
Why **** dying? It's because of me
**** want beef, I guess it's beef
It's my time, it's Patek Philippe
Perc' 30 put ya ass to sleep
Call up Wafi, tell him I need $200,000 worth of pink
Money good, bitch, I eat chicken, bro take first Perc' like gremlins
Like Kodak I paint the picture, my neck and wrist is pissy
Coming home smelling like I'm fishing, got fish scale on the dishes
Yeah, the biggest
Can't let it stress you out, dog, you know what I'm sayin'?
Real boss **** do what we want out chea, believe it
Told the bitch that if she 'bout to start stressin' me out, I'm getting her gone
I know hoes who boyfriend beat the **** out them behind my songs
My pants and my jacket Chrome, go ask my city, I put shit on
I heard **** say it's smoke, man, tell them **** this ain't what they want
I pushin' P like pump, 49 **** any ho he want
In the A I'm screaming "Free slime," he ain't tell her get back home
Real know I want his ho but he act dumb like he don't know
If you see him there, I'ma send them ****in' smackers, bitch, drop that lo'
Diamonds hit like tank, 49 **** bad hoes that ya can't
I done plead the fifth every time I'm in that jam, bitch, whatcha think?
We done made ****' mama's cry, take pills to ease the pain
Dread head, all he know is bang-bang, like he Chief
Why they dying? 'Cause of me, I can tell ya diamonds cheap
In the trap house with a glee, pop dat pussy, lemme see
On a song screamin', "Free my ****ing uncle"
The biggest
The biggest
Big 49, man, let me fly
Stop holdin' my wings back, man, let me fly
**** clickin' up, man, I'm turnin' the click up
What's good? Do what you want
We ain't going outside this circle for nothin'
VM Vulture Mafia, VC Vulture Cartel, it is what it is