Zip Up A Pacc

Chorus
Zip up the pack and I get it right gone. I got yo bitch and she all on my phone. I’m in the trenches I’m barely at home. Yo bitch be singing to all of my songs. Don’t fucc wit niggas we don’t get along. I’m wit my niggas but I work alone. Bitch ima dog giving yo bitch a bone. I will not love her she just come Gimmie dome. I’m Inna field and I’m clutching a chrome. Bitch I got clout niggas wanna get on. I got yo thotty I get her turnt on. Bitch I be wit it and these niggas wrong. Bitch I be stylin and these niggas clones. I finess that bitch right outta her thong. My bitch call me daddy and I make her moan. Wanna free feature tell these niggas no

Verse

Bitch I’m so man I cannot think right now bitches wanna link right now. I will not eat it cuz that pussy stink right now. Fucc do you mean right now. I’m outta my mind I do this every day. But for my bitch I go outta my way. Come to the crib and that hoe getting slayed. Run up on me pussy I’m finna spray. Hoes wanna fucc and they out in la don’t fucc wit niggas cuz niggas be gay. I could care less wat a fucc nigga say. I play a bitch like a game of 2k. Focused on chips like a bag of lays. Fucc all the bullshit I’m tryna get paid. I’m Inna stu and I work like a slave. I’m a gorilla I cannot be tamed