Gas Pack* lyrics

[Chorus]
Yeah, pass that (wait)
Rollin' up, yeah all that good, gas pack (wait)
Growin' up, yeah up in my hood, lookin' back (hey)
sh*t taught me what was good
And what was bad
Free Jack, from the hood, yeah, he's supposed be on the path (wait)
Free my n*gga JJ, on the hood he beat your ass (wait)
Rest in peace my n*gga Jay P and that's facts, yeah
I was always in my momma's house, in the hood kickin' back
God got me, I got this sh*t on lock
Birds eye view, see they all gon' flock
Ballin' 'round the world, but I am no jock (okay)
Rollie, watch the clock, we invest in stock

[Verse]
(Damn)
It's lit, yeah
Me, I'm, neon, freon, I'm cool as sh*t
Y'all n*ggas like peons, they like a b*tch
You know I keep flee' on, y'all n*ggas itch
Mighty Morphin Ranger, iced out my wrist
You can't get in, hater, you by the fence
"I gotta get paper," like ink cartridge
She wanna f*ck me later, let's get it in
She say she get sleepy, that b*tch pretend
If you gon' count some sheep, I count my cheese
I do this for my family, in Belize (yeah)
I do this for my family, yeah, in Queens
Yeah, I do this for my family, in SC
Yeah, I fly around the globe, yeah, to see my family, damn
I got hella miles
We got hella thous
They copy my style
I'm your daddy now
b*tches meet the pen-