[Intro: Peewee Longway]
(Red, that ho so fuckin' bumpin', bruh)
Hold on, hold on, hold on Swag
Hit that motherfucker back, Swag

[Chorus: Peewee Longway & LoLife Blacc]
This for my n***a with the vac' and the turkey bag, sleepin' with the bales in the trap house
I'm signed to the scale, I play with the mail and the bale, catch a flight when I sell out
I'ma show you how to work it out of cabinet, like 2015, yeah we still get the pack out
Ridin' with a red bone on the Dem', she eat up the sem', she sound like a TrackHawk
No, I'm not just anybody, riding on a jet like it's ecstasy
We step on anybody, nobody wanna fuck with me
Young Russian right next to me, wе blow like a referee
Wе pull up and hop out and squeeze, bop bop bop and now it's a memory

[Verse 1: LoLife Blacc]
I go to Walmart, I grab me some tape and some boxes, fill it up then I go over options
See, fent' would be cool but see, I got four other options, touch down and I count up the profit
Got three other boxes, I heard they be watchin' I switch it up, now I do P.O boxes
My side ho be wrappin' the box and my other be catchin' it, so how could I not be toxic?
Sell out 'fore I even land, bust it open, got 10 different strains
It ranging from 2k to 10k, I fill in your order, supply and demand
That Sprinkle gon' fly when it land
They shoot like it's 2K, they aim at your topee, don't die with that fya in your hand
That box, no sign when it land
It's LoLife
[Chorus: Peewee Longway & LoLife Blacc]
This for my n***a with the vac' and the turkey bag, sleepin' with the bales in the trap house
I'm signed to the scale, I play with the mail and the bale, catch a flight when I sell out
I'ma show you how to work it out of cabinet, like 2015, yeah we still get the pack out
Ridin' with a red bone on the Dem', she eat up the sem', she sound like a TrackHawk
No, I'm not just anybody, riding on a jet like it's ecstasy
We step on anybody, nobody wanna fuck with me
Young Russian right next to me, we blow like a referee
We pull up and hop out and squeeze, bop bop bop and now it's a memory


[Verse 2: Peewee Longway]
I got them COD shooters, got so many murders, the ice start to stick to the VV's
She smoke like a promoter, send you to front end, pull up and pole, we shoot when you back in
Look like a shark in a 63 black Benz, I can make a box go through ass in to Aspen
Torsion got flavor, you can pick like Baskin, they know I'm not PR, I'm Dior with the fashion
This shit go for anybody, MPA gang got plenty bodies, send me the addy, send boxes to anybody
They know how we go about it, two F&N's got me feelin' like robotic, they know we gon' blow up
I got a bankroll when I jumped off the porch,I bought my first brick and I whipped up a Porsche
Got a Kim K bitch, want a one on one snort, I got a bale with a fork and it's stuck in my brief
Longway, bitch

[Chorus: Peewee Longway & LoLife Blacc]
This for my n***a with the vac' and the turkey bag, sleepin' with the bales in the trap house
I'm signed to the scale, I play with the mail and the bale, catch a flight when I sell out
I'ma show you how to work it out of cabinet, like 2015, yeah we still get the pack out
Ridin' with a red bone on the Dem', she eat up the sem', she sound like a TrackHawk
No, I'm not just anybody, riding on a jet like it's ecstasy
We step on anybody, nobody wanna fuck with me
Young Russian right next to me, we blow like a referee
We pull up and hop out and squeeze, bop bop bop and now it's a memory