Lyrics
Yo
This is the old flow, mans bringing it back
The Elements
Pass the soda, let me turn it to crack
AoD
This is the old flow, mans bringing it back
Wrap the tracks up, I'm clinging up crack
Ah, TraceO
My whole team gettin' bread and you know that (facts)
I brought the old "Packages" flow back (uh)
If she ain't new, then she can't get a throwback (no way)
I don't follow back chicks, and they know that (on God)
I came tru' with 21 tugs in black
And they let the ting "glee", like Kodak (glee, glee glee)
My opponents are broke and they show that (facts)
If she stepped in with me, gotta' hold that (bluuwuu)
Yo, akh, bring that "Next Up" flow back
Throwback, no cap, that pack's low fat
Told that, my man won't get his cro back
None of his dough back, I don't give no chat
Real .39 stamp suttin', bro post that
This hooch here man got it off Polacks
Don't give no chat and have no wap
When man sniper gang like I'm Kodak
I locked up the food for the kids like Boris (like Boris)
And then I let it go like Rashford (whee)
Free SQ, Free Shankz, that's standard (free)
Feds take the mandem, got the block angered (whee)
Stepped in the dance, sat down, got pampered (whee)
Big back gyal, 'nuff weight, she's anchored (glee)
Dot chopped to a half length, it's tampered (boom)
.40 don't crumble, now he's in a Backwoods (boom, boom, boom)
Slap that PR, I saw them crouch
If you save them shots like my man did
Pronounce, I won't hear ouch
Been about, the opps can vouch
Spin around bring the Glocks dem out
Lift it up, lick the paigons down (why? Fire)
I feel like a clown
But you know what I mean when I make man drown
Had a plug then I would buy a hundred waps
Me and AJ two AP's, facts, more than a hundred racks
Dappz, Digga, Shotty on tap
Weed, molly, lean, crack
I get that gone bring the stacks dem back (yeah)