Off Da Pack

Yea sir Got it off the pack They know Stacking up the racks Nigga got it off the pack Flip that ima bring the shit back Trap in the front and a trap in the back That's a fact nigga this is no cap Riding round town wit a pistol on his lap Get clapped if a nigga tryn jack Got it off the pack Stacking up the racks Nigga got it off the pack Flip that ima bring the shit back Trap in the front and a trap in the back That's a fact nigga this is no cap Riding round town wit a pistol on his lap Get clapped if a nigga tryn jack Riding round town wit a pistol on his lap Got it off the pack Stacking up the racks Nigga got it off the pack Flip that ima bring the shit back Trap in the front and a trap in the back That's a fact nigga this is no cap Riding round town wit a pistol on his lap Get clapped if a nigga tryn jack Riding round town wit a pistol on his lap Get clapped if a nigga tryn jack Got it off the pack Got me riding wit a strap And I'm dressed in all black Lookin where these niggas at Niggas got grabbed and they came right back Phones be tapped and these niggas be rats Loading hollow tips in the mufuckin gat Homie from my old class tried to line me for da pack Knowing that cant trust a nigga facts Knowing that cant trust a nigga facts Got it out the trap Niggas stacking up racks Lil shorty she scat let the whole hood clap And I was cross the map tryn see wassup wit that And a nigga want a rolls but he in a scat pack Nigga got dough but he tryn trip that Seen a lil bad hoe and he gotta hit that Niggas get low when the 4 5 clap Nigga no I'm not ya bro or ya slime or ya slat Yeaaaaa Always answer the jack Bustin trap after trap after trap Even served it in school where you at Yea yeaaaa Ridin round pushing that smack Bustin trap after trap after trap And he got it off the pack Stacking up the racks Nigga got it off the pack Flip that ima bring the shit back Trap in the front and a trap in the back That's a fact nigga this is no cap Riding round town wit a pistol on his lap Get clapped if a nigga tryn jack Riding round town wit a pistol on his lap Get clapped if a nigga tryn jack The phone don't stop ringing I stay wit this thing and The f*ck was you thinking Guess life was a game and You got ya shit taking Recounting this paper I made a mistake Brown rubber band that's another 5k You niggas be frauding y'all all in the way 223s or the big 308s Terrorize niggas get them out da way Can't love these bitches I'm not here to stay Can't trust these niggas they work with the state Walk you down about doosta put hole in ya face We get them loads in and move em like freight Sky ain't the limit I been outa space Ain't doing no telling I rumble the case Koped out and came home went right back on da chase You ain't down with the gang we gone eat in yo face Got it off the pack Stacking up the racks Nigga got it off the pack Flip that ima bring the shit back Trap in the front and a trap in the back That's a fact nigga this is no cap Riding round town wit a pistol on his lap Get clapped if a nigga tryn jack Riding round town wit a pistol on his lap Got it off the pack Theeeey know They know and they know and they know