[Intro: Fat Trel]
Pack the tools act a fool, pack the tools
My young n***as act a fool (Gang)

[Chorus: Fat Trel]
Act a fool my young n***a pack the tools
Fuck them teachers bitch we tot them strappers too
Shoot it loud make a n***a make the news
(Shoot it loud make a n***a make the news)
Yous a lie bitch i told you yous a lie (yous a mother fuckin lie)
Hundred guns on the guys who is you (on the guys who is you) hundred guns who is you (who is you)
Hundred guns, hundred guys (who is you)
On the guys (who is you)

[verse 1: Chris bo]
Okay now how they count me out like Ima lose (Ima lose)
How many bodies got to drop for me to prove
Bitch in the hottest southeast we call back them rugers
I need this whip get out your shit call jack the uber
Man free my guys all my n***as and they lifes
Hundred bodies, hundred pounds , on indictments
Hundred rounds we put lasers on the rifles
If she can whip it like it's yams ima wife her
Bitch look like [?] she want me to be her usher (no)
I got a confession wanna crush her
You with the shits hop in this whip we spend a duffel and that ain't even flexing what a muscle
Bitch I need it now don't go no patience
Hundreds , fifties , twenties want a bracelet
Steak and shrimp and lobster on a plates and they just mad because they ain't eating nathans
[Chorus: Fat trel]
Act a fool my young n***a pack the tools
Fuck them teachers bitch we tot them strappers too
Shoot it loud make a n***a make the news
(Shoot it loud make a n***a make the news)
Yous a lie bitch i told you yous a lie (yous a motherfuckin lie)
Hundred guns on the guys who is you (on the guys who is you) hundred guns who is you (bitch who is you)
Hundred guns, hundred guys (who is you)
On the guys (on the guys who is you)

[Verse 2: Fat Trel]
I shoot a fool turn around and play it cool in the shower fuck for hours that pussy pool
Ima ride for the guys when I'm [?]
Ima [?] them my eyes
My momma cried when I lied about the strap
She know I was smoking dope and selling crack
Shoot a soldier run his rover off the maps
Is it over never [?] watch their backs I got racks bitch so how you about that action she fucking me she fuck Chris bo because that's the scraps and bitch we beefin smoke a n***a like the packs and when I'm weefin smoke a n***a like my jacks
Ride [?] All black , I'm popping flats I'm high as hell like my skill
I got a tat whip it well you can tell I'm wearing [?] I had to switch it up a bit but I adapt

[Chorus: Fat Trel]
Act a fool my young n***a pack the tools
Fuck them teachers bitch we tot them strappers too
Shoot it loud make a n***a make the news
(Shoot it loud make a n***a make the news)
Yous a lie bitch i told you yous a lie (yous a motherfuckin lie)
Hundred guns on the guys who is you (on the guys who is you) hundred guns who is you (bitch who is you)
Hundred guns, hundred guys (who is you)
On the guys (who is you)