Backpack Lyrics

I got it all in my

I got it all in my

Nos!

I got the lean in my

I got that green in my

These bitches fiend for my

Call baby keem wit my

Here I go no einy miney moe

Like a yellow rubber ducky imma chew till it blow

I got different color crocs on my feet where are yours?

Nigga say he moving weight but steady checking off his chores

And i like pussy but I don't eat fish

And yah bitch can lick my dick whenever she wish

I keep the crocs in my

Anything that you may need i got inside for you

Anything that you may need i got inside for you

Call me roddy rich I'm thinking out the box

Bum ass nigga try to touch me feel I just got the pox

I'm just rapping for the label you should go and buy some stocks

I be playing with the bars like a kiddy with some blocks

Steady balling on the niggas like my is Hersey hawk

I left out the party limping cause yo bitch can really gawk

I got inside for you

I got it all in my

Got the perks in my

Got dvds in my

Hardee's in my

Aweeee man seems like I run out of time

See you really getting sturdy like a NY deli line

Really rappin to you niggas like a elf on Christmas time

Always mixing in the beat steady call it lemon lime

To my skater homies out there always rocking up some dime

Keep it cool keep it lit and always push through all the grime