PACMAN

Every drop I fuck 'em up, every time nigga know I cut through trim

Every drop I fuck 'em up, every time nigga know I cut through trim

That boy is selling control like Simps

I fucked your bitch and I put it on film

I step on the art, nigga, and then you tear her out with that stick, this bitch take a limb

I pull her head like nigga that dim

I dunk on shit then hang on that rim

I got some shit take you out of this realm

I got some shit, take you out of this world

My bitch is staying out, she get diamonds and pearls

We keep hittin' on the art, nigga, 'til it curve

We keep hittin' on the art, nigga, 'til he freeze up

My record is a bit like it been in the freezer

Fuckin' so much, don't think I need a real breezer

Talking tough on that app, can't wait 'til I meet him

And the bitch eat dick

Bad bitch eat a dick like Pacman

He slime for real nigga addin'

Call up my young nigga, he got that package

It ain't trendin', you nigga be faggots

I stack green on a nigga like cabbage

Right now, I kill out a nigga then we baggin'

I ain't no bitch, but I kill out a dragon

That young nigga fold my ass, he a maggot

We suffocate art, we leave 'em in plastic

Keep chainin' that bread, young nigga gotta tax it

Walk on the 'net, ain't make nothin' happen

Only got a, mm, nigga, you ain't trapped

Spend it, blow up, brr, then we take a fresh

Only tryna out, where the fuck is the trash?

Getting mad love music, ain't gettin' no trash

I'ma fuck up the ties, I'll turn off the trash

I might hit up Nima, fuck up Saffield

So many drugs, I'm still I said, boy, don't you jump out that cliff

Telepunch on my plate, take a real

And me and your V-Con whippin' it big

And it be the deal like a cinnamon stick

And I'm gettin' so bad, nigga, like I'm Drake

And I know you won't gain that shit with a key trick

This shit smooth, that way it leak

And I'm burnin' out pack, nigga, bread by the brick

You read for the shit, get hit with a stick

I'ma clout it, bitch, until it click

I'ma eat a chicken, I ain't talkin' 'bout meat

Get that boy a fade, nigga, chill like beef

So for me, better make sure it worth it

We stuntin' that bad on purpose

We take her out here and curse it

That V, we tryna reverse it

That V, we tryna make it stop

I'm a real young nigga, they on that block

They tryna pop me, but I dared their Glock

I tell her right through, I never stop

That heat hit him, it ain't no stop

We havin' a realest young nigga come shop

Yo, .556, nigga

Brr, yo