Package Lyrics

Wit my dog jus like Shaggy

I put to the tax on the baggy

I spend it all on my fabric

I put a whole rack on my designer jacket

Wit my dog jus like Shaggy

I put to the tax on the baggy aye

Put yo reup in a blunt aye

Evil kinevil I stunt aye

My people do what they want

I do not want yo bitch but she still me up aye

No Heely but i'm rollin rollin

Smell it down the block and they know wassup

Not really but the lyrics bumping

So I wrote it down and yall turned it up

I bought the clip but the stick stolen

Hit list with ya shit on it

If I get the rolly then we really golden

Countin guacamole and I'm sipin on it

Gotta 40 clip in case they run up on me

(Run up on me run up on me)

Yo bitch in the kitchen whipping up Stromboli

Gotta 40 clip in case they run up on me

Yo bitch in the kitchen whipping up Stromboli

Yall was stressin and finessing Percs

I was bench pressing all this fuckin work

I smoke gelato and you sellin dirt

Have to shoot a little cuz they never learn

In the yard like I'm Phineas and Ferb

Yo bitch so hideous I had to curve

Needed a gram so I sold her a firn

I put that bitch right on the do not disturb

Burn gelato

Swervin potholes

Sippin lean I'm Sleepy Hollow

Freeky bitch she really swallow

Got extended clips and they really hollow

Burn gelato

Swervin potholes

Sippin lean I'm Sleepy Hollow