[Intro]
(Paymels got sauce on that shit)
(Yeah, yeah)

[Verse: packrunnerjay]
Fuckin' that bitch in the back of the truck
Fuckin' that bitch in the back of the truck
I had to stack all the racks, I had to stack all the hunnids
I had to get me the money, I had to get me the racks
I had to get me the hunnids

[Chorus: packrunnerjay]
Ay, yeah, five bands on me, walk into saks
I hit that bitch from the back
I'm making it tap, you running the pack when I tax
I had to run up the racks, yeah run to the back my pockets they way too fat

[Verse: jaydes]
Yo bro gon' get jumped, put that on the bible
I don't give a fuck about yo lil title
That bitch want the clout, this shit is not buyable
I need the big pockets 'cause my money won't fit
Big Glock, we gon' get that boy lit
Been him, put that shit on my kids
Been him, might go run with the stick
Me and slu will be hitting them licks
Talk down, he get hit with the blick
I'm boutta blow a lil bag on the fit
She wanna fuck, she don't know my name
She still wanna take a flick (take a flick)
And yo shawty showin' love, yeah I did that shit
She tryna roll with the plug, and I don't got time for you bitch
Fell in love with the drug, pre-rolls gon' be lit
And yo shawty say what's up, 'cause she see my wrist
[Chorus: packrunnerjay]
Ay, yeah, five bands on me, walk into saks
I hit that bitch from the back
I'm making it tap, you running the pack when I tax
I had to run up the racks, yeah run to the back my pockets they way too fat