Packages lyrics

[Chorus]
Get em' in, got my own sh*t
Half a mil on my own b*tch
And I'm still in the same sh*t
And I still f*ck the same b*tch
And I still got the same clip
100 round, choppa stainless
Leave a opp n*gga brainless
n*ggas rappin', but ain't saying sh*t
10 bands make yo mans switch
V12 make the bands flip
Clip longer than my damn glick
Need Percs and Xans scripts
Hi-Points gon' jam b*tch
Ralph Simmons, no Stan Smiths
f*ck yo mans, he's a damn snitch
Do the dash with a bad b*tch
Clip longer than my damn glick

[Verse 1]
Rap n*ggas on fan sh*t
Walk down on some man sh*t
Play with my Dons, we stalkin' yo sh*t
Play with my cash, yo ass gon' get hit
Spent 10 on my damn fit
Double C on the bag b*tch
FN, this a hand stick
Go to New York like a damn Knick
Sippin' fu lean, now yo ass sick
Dolan on the beat, you know its a hit
23 and it came in the package
AR pistol, put it under the mattress
Landed in Vegas, I pick up the work
f*ck up the beat, then I f*ck up the curb
Shooters creepin' and they wait for the word
Round' the opps playing manhunt
50 round leave ya man slumped
[Chorus]
Get em' in, got my own sh*t
Half a mil on my own b*tch
And I'm still in the same sh*t
And I still f*ck the same b*tch
And I still got the same clip
100 round, choppa stainless
Leave a opp n*gga brainless
n*ggas rappin', but ain't saying sh*t
10 bands make yo mans switch
V12 make the bands flip
Clip longer than my damn glick
Need Percs and Xans scripts
Hi-Points gon' jam b*tch
Ralph Simmons, no Stan Smiths
f*ck yo mans, he's a damn snitch
Do the dash with a bad b*tch
Clip longer than my damn glick