[Chorus]
Pack got my eyes low
I'm with some vile hoes
It ain't really nothing
Make that motherfucker die slow
Die, ho, hop up out my ride, ho
Fuck 'round, you gon' die, bro
Just wait 'til we slide though

[Verse 1]
We at the grave and we upping them poles at your family
Lil' brodie, I swear that I'm sick
Don't be surprised when you lookin' down
And see me dickin' down, fuckin' and kissin' your bitch
Swear you a bitch
Everybody in your own hood laughin' that you got hit
All that work that you was putting in
I swear to God it really ain't mean shit
Pussy love to talk, tell him come test me
I'm in a foreign, swervin' with my bestie
Headshots, why you wearing your vest, b?
Bullet fly 'til that motherfucker resting
Yeah, air it out, air it out, air it out, air it out
You know I'm airing that ho
Yeah, air it out, air it out, air it out, air it out
Lil' bitch, I'm airing that ho
[Chorus]
Pack got my eyes low
I'm with some vile hoes
It ain't really nothing
Make that motherfucker die slow
Die, ho, hop up out my ride, ho
Fuck 'round, you gon' die, bro
Just wait 'til we slide though

[Bridge]
He can get it all night
And them bitches alt-right
Bitch, she can get it all night
Dressed in all white
"Put yo' fists up, bitch"
Fuck all that shit, choppa lift up, bitch
Choppa on me, shoot a bitch up, bitch
Fuck all that talk, you ain't with nothin', bitch

[Verse 2]
Motherfucker want smoke, he can get it all night
He be with some white hoes and them bitches alt-right
With a bad lil' bitch, she can get it all night
Shot that lil' boy up, dressed in all white
He said, "Put them guns down, put yo' fists up, bitch"
Fuck all that shit, choppa lift up, bitch
Choppa on me, shoot a bitch up, bitch
Fuck all that talk, you ain't with nothin', bitch
[Chorus]
Pack got my eyes low
I'm with some vile hoes
It ain't really nothing
Make that motherfucker die slow
Die, ho, hop up out my ride, ho
Fuck 'round, you gon' die, bro
Just wait 'til we slide—