New Pack

Um what I say, hey Ooo that bitch smell like pine Yes Lord I got a new pack For the fye pound paid two stacks Imma flip that bitch and get a few back Call me the winter cause I’m bringing cool back Killing the beat where the funeral suit at Walk in the spot get it lit yeah I do that I left with her and her friends are you mad Trynna tell me how to live who are you, Dad I’m a grown man I just had to include that Fucking with me you a target to shoot at Went to the range every day for the two last weeks They listening when I speak All of my shorties on fleek I get a check every day of the week I catch a whole lotta plays out the Airbnb Go be yourself why you envying me If I told you what I been through, you’d pity me Thought she was down but she wasn’t Ooo Silly me We cooking up in the lab, chemistry I got my angels with me and a forty caliber They calling big saleem the boss and the manager Soon as I see her she wet as Niagara And I’m hard with no viagra Uh Check me out Remember them days catching plays on the bus Now to see me gotta pay one of us When the check clear we can sit and discuss Money talk I told a nigga to hush Diarrhea cause I ran this shit up Scars on my heart imma bandage it up Make me some art fire some cannabis up So much you thinking I’m selling it huh Daddy saleem you intelligent huh I bust the pack and the next door neighbors smelling it uh For the fye pound I paid two stacks Imma flip that bitch and get a few back Call me the winter cause I’m bringing cool back How did I do that