Pack @ Night

Maajins

Oh, I had to get right

Oh, I had to get right (C'mon)

Oh, I had to get right

Oh, I had to get right

Oh, I had to get right

Lil' ****, I'm up, out of spite

Lil' ****, watch me ball

Yeah, real quick, had to up my height, uh-uh

I get my bitch a new haul, yeah

I get the pack at night, mh-yeah

Brand new coupe lookin' bizarre, yo

Same with yo' chain, it's some moissanite

How 'bout you bumpin' my voice tonight, oh yeah

I'm up with the boys tonight

I stay wit' the flame, like a torch, I'm kickin' yo door

Had to abort, bitch, I gotta record

Lil' **** at me or you get ignored

He-He walkin' round with his head down

Give his whip sprayed down, he in a Honda Accord

That bread one thing I don't play 'bout

Yeah, bread is one thing I don't play 'bout

Yeah, 12 one thing I don't play 'bout

Yeah, I'm droppin' a tape, it's a stakeout

Yeah, ended up with yo ho, had to make out (Mh)

You get tapped in yo' head with that pape' out

We tryna cook, yeah, she tryna shake

I'm in that lab, where I'm finna bake

How I'm sendin' 'em up, ****, look at they face

Yeah, I'm in the spot right now

I'm with lil' Wa right now, uh (Yeah)

23, give me my crown

Ever since then, like, he ain't been around

Feel like I'm everywhere, like I'm a noun

Posted up with Merryweather punchin' Mayweather

Pack too loud, can't turn that shit down

They left me alone, had to send by the pound

Re-Real **** shit, need to put down the cup

I'm in the Dune Buggy, this track ain't enough

Give me a stick and I'm killin' the Klux

Bitch, I'm settin' shit off, I ain't settin' shit up

Ask for my bread, I'm hangin' it up

Ask for my bread, I'm hangin' it up

New coupe, crash test, I'm bangin' it up

You was good with the rock, why you bangin' it up? C'mon

New high rise, yeah, these **** can't compare

Yeah, he tryna beef on a live, these fuck **** been there, done there

Fuck **** been there, done there

These fuck **** been there, c'mon

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

That shit goin' out of the park (Maajins)

Get him tapped, cart

Throw that bowl, dart

Let me stop playin', these **** is wack

Can't fuck with that kid, tell that boy, "Stop the act"

I'm with the bread, he get hot, like, relax

Bitch, I cop me a gold one, I'm up with Max

I cop me a gold one, I'm at the max

On spot for the old one

Bitin' the cheese, yeah, I know that he told some'

I'm in the field, cookin' up with the bando

I got my discipline, fuck a holster

I'm finna' drip this shit out from the walls up

He tryna walk down, he think that he know me

Had to do him like old dude, he got his jaw touched