Once I get that pack bitch, I'm a running back Extendos all around me, I can never lack Once I leave the bank I don't know how to act Pull up on your mans, I'm out in all black I don't want your lean, it's lookin' cut I mix the purple with the Sprite, you know what's up I got shooters and they itchin' just to bust I got shooters and they poppin' out the cut .40's,.30's, points we got it all Gas on me, always puffin' some You ain't bout that money fuck nigga we can't speak Smokin' on the Henny so I get relief Shootin' blind nigga, swear my niggas in these streets If I catch a nigga lackin', like a song he gon' leak Posted at the trap, I'm flippin' packs Middleman, straight profit out that pack Redbone bitch she gon' suck a nigga dry, yeah Pill poppin' nigga, I can't change, I'd rather die, yeah I might just fuck up the bank, I might just go and just hit a lick I'm in the trap and I'm whippin' a brick I'm with this chick and she suck on my dick Stupid lil' thot said she wanna love the boy Hell nah, I'm playin' bitches like a toy Pull up skrt, pour up rain in the trap, got a pond Man, you tell me what's up Once I get that pack bitch, I'm a running back Once I get that pack bitch, I'm a running back Running back, running back, running back, running back Running back, running back, running back, running back Once I get that pack bitch, I'm a motherfuckin' running back I'm a motherfuckin' running back Running back, running back, running back, running back Running back, running back, running back, running back I'm off a xan and I feel good, I'm cruisin' slow, all in your hood I got a ski, you know what's up My shooters with me and you know we finna bust Once I get that pack bitch, I'm a running back Once I get that pack bitch, I'm a running back Running back, running back, running back, running back Running back, running back, running back, running back