JetPacc

[Verse 1: Prince Gravy]
Turn it up a lil bit
Yuhhh
I’m smoking on Jet Fuel
That shit in my backpack
My denim is archive
You know you can’t price that
I’m in the back of the back
Where the fiends at
You can see it in my eyes
You know that I mean that
I don’t need a tom tom
To map where the green at
I just served that bitch
But she want me to bring the beans back
Yuhhh
I keep serving that green crack
Her nose raw cause she sniff that
Japanese fashions mismatch
I keep bringing them damn packs
Put a 3.5 right where my lungs at

[Verse 2: Nobi]
Pistol grip where my thumb at
Backpackboyz, n****s smoke bum pack
Cash up front
No I can’t front that
I was down bad
Know I had to make a way
I ain’t get no cash
I ain’t going outside today
I need a couple racks to hide away
I could never stumble with that
I take it to the grave

[Verse 3: Drew Famous]
You serving what I’m buying
I just got too high
I can’t remember where I last reside
Woke up in a different city
Tryna get a penny
I could start the engine
But it won’t be pretty
I don’t gotta lie bout shit
Except how I’m feeling
Wake up feeling different
I just gotta keep it peeling
Every single day I wake up counting
I’m just practicing for millions
What you think they hiding in the ceiling