[Intro]
(TrapMafia)

[Chorus]
Bitch I'm off the wall
I need some opp pack
Run up on me then you runnin' back
Backwood I be puffin' that
I'm on the block with some [?] and racks
I'm on the block with some shooters and hoovers
You in the county with losers and racks
Fuck that smoke em' like a pack
He be lackin' can't wait to catch his ass
False flag and press his ass
Bitch u need to get some cash
Orange flag, blue flag, Wap wack, you wack
Ratchet hoe smokin' blacks
I'm the one they wanna' turn to a pack
I'm the one that's steady smokin' on gas
I'm the one that's trynna' get on yo ass
Fuck my opps they ass locked
Slanging ice got the rocks in my sock
Lets shoot it out, or lets box
Fake ass gun that bitch a prop
Wap thе one they wanna' stop
Whip it up til' my wrists locked
N***as funny, Chris Rock
Thеy all hope my music stop
They don't wanna hear
Clutchin' my 40 like beer
And we going up like [?]
I'm fuckin' that bitch from the rear
Smokin' on strong eye tears
We gon' shoot yo peers
We don't go no fear
We gon' shoot whoever's near