[Chorus: Pacman da Gunman]
Put you on a pedestal squeeze you on my schedule
Taught you how to run it up
Now you moving like the bosses do
Took the game and ran with it
Don’t waste your time playing with it
Gotta make em feel the pressure and do it how your man did it
Put you on a pedestal squeeze you on my schedule
Taught you how to run it up
Now you moving like the bosses do
Took the game and ran with it
Don’t waste your time playing with it
Gotta make em feel the pressure and do it how your man did it

[Verse 1: Yhung T.O.]
Gotta pocket full of bank roll
Like no lame girl I can’t go
Stack it up like Lego’s
What you think we on this race for
Outta country getting pesos
Run it up till my legs broke
These days n***ahs take 5 shots
Fuck what you think we shooting at face for
Been that n***ah if you ain’t know
I been that n***ah if you ain’t no sipin syrup
Pourin maple pay ten just to get the case closed
My lawyer known for g shit
My shooters known for keeping sticks
Feel like a wish with this broom stick
I come through start sweeping shit
Feeling like I need a break but instead think ima take a Lyft
Spread my wings like an eagle
Never been inside before
Had a little voice that came to me
And said you gotta watch your people
Gotta take care of day ones don’t get miss led by ego
But sense young n***ahs we been poppin
Max the card out and we still shopping
Have had faith sense I was a young n***ah
Went through hell and I still got it
Told my black women gotta stay strong
Let me show you what hold you up is
And let me show you how this game work
It be something you be stuck with
[Chorus: Pacman da Gunman]
Put you on a pedestal squeeze you on my schedule
Taught you how to run it up
Now you moving like the bosses do
Took the game and ran with it
Don’t waste your time playing with it
Gotta make em feel the pressure and do it how your man did it
Put you on a pedestal squeeze you on my schedule
Taught you how to run it up
Now you moving like the bosses do
Took the game and ran with it
Don’t waste your time playing with it
Gotta make em feel the pressure and do it how your man did it

[Verse 2: Pacman da Gunman]
Do it how yo man did it
Wonder how your man winning
Pick a land and stick to it
Don’t gotta rush it may take a minute
Hold your hand for the first plate then it’s on you
Lover that’s my little slut
I respect game you a boss too
Painted picture don’t last long
What’s next when your man gone
Square one back to the gram you post a picture no clothes on
I won’t downplay it cause you know your bodies banging
First you get the money then respect then you famous
Cross the border build relations from them orders
Don’t forget the advice that love can turn to envy
They gon hate it when you make it
It had happened to me plenty
I won’t tell you wrong I done seen it just believe me baby
Now you on a pedestal
Livin like the rappers do self made boss bitch
Girl daddy proud of you
Loyalty for loyalty what you want more of me
Though we both on the grind
Gotta ask me why you blowing me

[Chorus: Pacman da Gunman]
Put you on a pedestal squeeze you on my schedule
Taught you how to run it up
Now you moving like the bosses do
Took the game and ran with it
Don’t waste your time playing with it
Gotta make em feel the pressure and do it how your man did it
Put you on a pedestal squeeze you on my schedule
Taught you how to run it up
Now you moving like the bosses do
Took the game and ran with it
Don’t waste your time playing with it
Gotta make em feel the pressure and do it how your man did it