Loot Pack

[Verse 1]
For the real ones

For the real, wait

Real.. yeah..

Tried to find life but he found fossils

Tried to move forward now they wanna box

Made is own lane now he got apostles

Fanning on the flames sippin’ cold pop (look)

Niggas really lame wit that lickin’ shots shit

We try to maintain livin’ off the top

A nigga never changed just became the topic

Screaming fuck fame screaming fuck the cops (yeah)

Screaming fuck fame screaming fuck the cops (yeah)

Talk about ops but they all illusions

Politics is washed bro we all losin’

Over all the weak shit pass the aux

Simulated faces with no options (uh)

Dead eyed villains mobbin’ down the blocks

Blood on the badge we was all watchin’

[Hook]

Had to open up the window
And let it air out

Put a match to the indo
Don’t let it burn out

Loop back catch a bag with the kinfolk
Then spread it all out

Try to sew roots for the come up

Instead of blowing bags for the summer (summer)

[Verse 2]

Screaming fuck fame screaming fuck the cops (yeah)

Smile for the camera while the bottles poppin’

Try to change the channel but it’s all nonsense

Twerk somethin’ jiggle for the TikTok

Simulated faces and they all watchin’

Want a hologram Nipsey at Coachella
Stop it..

Artificial flavors for your lunch box

Tried to find life but he found fossils

Tried to give ‘em greens but they want waffles

High fructose for your head top

Inflation on ten got you pocket watchin’

Praying over meals running out of options

Look

Stop blowing bags bro that shit toxic

Niggas triple “P” scamming for the wrist watch

[Hook]