Whack lyrics

[Refrain]
I can't switch up, why the f*ck would I do that?
In the big black truck, in the back, rollin' up thrax
I'm in the cut, kickin' sh*t with my slatts
Don't smoke no indica, this sativa in my pack
I can't do your show, unless ya bringing me a stack
Love exotic hoes, yeah, they comin' by the stack
You know how I'm bumin' (Hurr), mm, b*tch, blatt
Don't decide to run in here, hmm, you get clapped

[Chorus]
He get clapped, knock his ass right off the map, yeah
FN go blam (Pfft), you get whacked
Servin' them P's out the trap
Thick b*tch, sit on my lap
Boujee b*tch, she don't got no class
Got them Evisu jeans on my ass (Oh yeah)

[Verse]
She off a tab, I can tell (Oh yeah)
I'm at the top of the scale
Pack touch down through the mail
She give good brain likе she from Yale
I got God on my side, I can't fail
I got grip on my sidе, I can't fail
And we shootin' up yo' sh*t, better bail (Oh yeah)
[Chorus]
He get clapped, knock his ass right off the map, yeah
FN go blam (Pfft), you get whacked
Servin' them P's out the trap
Thick b*tch, sit on my lap
Boujee b*tch, she don't got no class
Got them Evisu jeans on my ass (Oh yeah)

[Refrain]
I can't switch up, why the f*ck would I do that?
In the big black truck, in the back, rollin' up thrax
I'm in the cut, kickin' sh*t with my slatts
Don't smoke no indica, this sativa in my pack