Lack Free lyrics

[Intro: Jamal Gasol]
Okay
Yeah
Stand out
Yeah

[Verse 1: Jamal Gasol]
Never lacking, counting money for practice
My hustle active, when I f*ck with you, I show you through actions
Switcher packing, eating good and laughing, stacking on the backend
Limo tint, can’t see me when I’m passing ‘em, S-Class my Benz
I give a impact by my music, piff rap (Yeah)
You gon’ lose when you too cool, you gotta follow rules, don't miss a ju/jewel
Piffer wrap the piffer
My favorite weed papaya cheese
Fiesta OG brings a version of me worth the fees
Please, you 30 still playing with a pound of trees?
Rappers be broke, chasing them Birkins and Amiri jeans (That's why you broke now)
Damn
I heard you snitching, but you wanna sing? (Comе on)
Can’t give a snake my handshake, that's a bond you don't brеak (Uh uh)
So much coke, he hit a bump once, his nose scrunched
So much smoke, I told my b*tch roll me three blunts
I’m packing runts for lunch
Smoke come with a upgrade like the packer punch
Way before Missy was screaming pass a dutch (Piff)
[Verse 2: Vic Spencer]
It’s piff
Wake bake was really made for me (Uh)
I’m in a old ass coupe with the latest jeans (Fresh)
Paid more than six for the sneakers, fam
He's the man, speak in third person, I don’t believe in them
Stop fronting
Like Deebo, I know you got something (Rest in peace)
Looking at her chest ‘cause her top bussin’ (Bae)
Looking down at her feet and it’s not bunions
Took the crown off a n*gga head at a function (Woo)
I'm from where if you the coldest, then you was the oldest
Lyrics frozen, Victor was chosen to be the opus, you know this
That I was global (Facts), spinning planets
I love when they act like I ain’t winning, dammit (Haha)
That's when I pop up with the illest of fabrics
It’s a shame how I am killing these bast*rds, I’m actually flattered
Accurate laughter over scallops and Kool-Aid at a cafe
And ‘fore I had kids, I got fresh for Dad Day (Fresh)

[Bridge: Vic Spencer & Jamal Gasol]
[?], smarter (Uh)
Lunch with somebody's daughter (Piff), slaughter (Bae)
Hit up Jimmy, jump for the pump
The clip look like a skillet (Piff)
You n*ggas is done (Ha)
sh*t be having me cracking up (Yeah)
If it’s war, then we at ya’ bruh
(We got you n*ggas man)
If it’s war, then we at ya' bruh
[Refrain: Jamal Gasol]
(Smoke)
We gon’ let ‘em have it, this the sh*t the smokers like (Smoke)
Mauri gators (Piff), in the trenches early morning high (Smoke)
Counting paper on the b*tches, get ya’ money right (Smoke)
Put my team all in position (Piff), yeah, you know the vibe (Smoke)
We gon’ let ‘em have it, this the sh*t the smokers like (Smoke)
(Yeah) Mauri gators, in the trenches early morning high (Piff) (Smoke)
Counting paper on the b*tches, get ya’ money right (Smoke)
Put my team all in position, yeah, you know the vibe (Smoke)