[Intro: JPlatt]
Yeah man, back the truck up a lil more
Good job, a little closer, come on Zay
Little bit closer, alright, stop right there
Ayy help me get these out of the back man
There's like f*ckin' fifty of 'em
I can't carry these all on my own
Jesus Christ, this sh*t's heavy
[Verse 1: JPlatt]
Fifty packs in the back, bring 'em all out
This trap sh*t, my life'll never fall out
Who the f*ck said I'll never ball out?
I'ma go buy the whole mall out
Your main girl probably gon' call now
Wonder what the ho gon' call 'bout?
If it's 'bout what it was last week
She probably gon' lick my whole balls down
Made a quarter million in my new kitchen
My big homie court, I'm missin'
But I never look out, I'm not with him
Gotta go hard every day that I'm livin'
Ain't got no time for this even ass swimmin'
Tryna get first place so you best believe I'm winnin'
Gotta thank God, every day's Thanksgiving
Twenty thousand dollars just for the bong I'm rippin'
I hit fat dabs off gas, slabs in the trap, dabbin' in the new Guccis
Any time you see me with a b*tch, she bad and bougie
I got all this ice on me, I earned the right to be choosey
Stop askin' me about rims, goddamn man, I move keys
I walked in this b*tch, so much sauce, I'm drippin' to the floor
They ask me just bring a pound but I thought I'd bring some more
Servin' dabs so fat they leave you pus*y dabbers sold
I told 'em when you shop with me it's a one-stop store
[Chorus: JPlatt & Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Lawyers in the trap, job paid off
Rich white Jew, Bernie Madoff
You pus*y ass dabbers gon' stay soft
Ain't never be a day I don't slang rocks
Whip up the brick like the baker's man
Drinkin' that raw sh*t, leanin' like kickstand
Fifty thousand worth of ice on my left hand
Fresh as a b*tch, I dress like the best man
We bring the packs in, we get 'em out
Ain't worried 'bout the law, just shut your mouth
I bring 'em from the West, down to the South
That quality went up, prices went down
[Verse 2: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I got the pack in from the West
Just bust the seal on the Hi-Tech
I put the eagles in eagle nest
Shoot this sh*t up, send that pus*y to the vet
Strapped up like I was an army vet
Serve him a dummy, you can't get your money back
JPlatt just sent a hundred packs
Touchdown, I got that sack like a running back
VS1 diamonds, I flooded my neck
Twenty thousand for my money, power, respect
Hoodrich n*gga, I'm bangin' the money set
Got the chopper, a hundred rounds on my strap
Cookin' up dope, you would think I was shootin' craps
I just got in a fresh cookie batch
I shoot with one eye like I got a patch
I'm the baker's man, I made the dope from stratch
[Chorus: JPlatt & Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Lawyers in the trap, job paid off
Rich white Jew, Bernie Madoff
You pus*y ass dabbers gon' stay soft
Ain't never be a day I don't slang rocks
Whip up the brick like the baker's man
Drinkin' that raw sh*t, leanin' like kickstand
Fifty thousand worth of ice on my left hand
Fresh as a b*tch, I dress like the best man
We bring the packs in, we get 'em out
Ain't worried 'bout the law, just shut your mouth
I bring 'em from the West, down to the South
That quality went up, prices went down
[Outro: JPlatt]
b*tch I'm back
I had to take a dab, I had to count a sack
I had to count a hundred thousand in my lap
I had to rerock a couple birds of yak
I got white, I got packs
I got them rolls and they all triple stacked
We in the A, all the smoke come from Platt
I done dropped off fifty packs of gas