​pack

[Intro]
I got so much fucking money, they can't get enough
And my friends are always talking like I'm not enough
I just wanna kill myself out of this stuff, you ain't tuff
And honestly I fuck these bitches up, ah

[Pre-Chorus]
Bitch I'll take you off the map
Nah I still don't give a fuck
Keep that taser make it zap
Talk to much I'll make you duck
Feel like trustt, I keep that strap
You ain't up bro, you ain't shit
When I lose it's jungle gap
Talking shit I'll make him quit

[Chorus]
Taking it back
Say that he's funny, I'm smoking his pack
Spending my racks
Feel like I'm Sonic, I'm running these tracks
Think you're so funny
I keep on going till I get the money
I can not stop think about what I've done
I keep thinking, but I can not do this for fun

[Verse]
Staying in touch
One, two, three and I make sure I clutch
Talking on me, I'm not making it back
Fuck with my bro and you fuck with the gang
Run, run, run
I keep on going till I get the bag
And I'm doing this shit for fun, fun, fun
Keeping that tasеr when you come to close
I will makе your whole body stun, stun, stun
Counting fast, invulnerable like hourglass
Fuck the past, drop a song, who fucking asked?
I don't give a fuck, got my money up
I got a couple hundreds in my wallet
You're so close to being mine
Got my shorty, bitch I'm fine
I got a Smith, I got a Wesson in my closet
Bitch I'm running out of luck
I don't ever give a fuck

[Pre-Chorus]
Bitch I still don't give a fuck
Got you running out of luck
Feel like trustt, yeah, bitch I'm useless
Why that bitch so clueless
You're so fucking stupid
Keep on going lucid
Dreaming that I'm through it

[Chorus]
Taking it back
Say that he's funny, I'm smoking his pack
Spending my racks
Feel like I'm Sonic, I'm running these tracks
Think you're so funny
I keep on going till I get the money
I can not stop think about what I've done
I keep thinking, but I can not do this for fun

[Outro]
Staying in touch
One, two, three and I make sure I clutch
Talking on me, I'm not making it back
Fuck with my bro and you fuck with the gang
Run, run, run
I keep on going till I get the bag
And I'm doing this shit for fun, fun, fun
Keeping that taser when you come to close
I will make your whole body stun, stun, stun
(AFFLICTED)
I got so much fucking money, they can't get enough
And my friends are always talking like I'm not enough
I just wanna kill myself out of this stuff, you ain't tuff
And honestly I fuck these bitches up, ah