Mac 11 - pistol packin

Hitting on his pack, this shit got me movin' super fast
In a Hellcat, got 200 on the fuckin' dash movin' super tact, my nigga, I cannot ever lack
Tryna get my money up n tryna get these fuckin' racks
Hitting on his pack, this shit got me movin' super fast
In a Hellcat, got 200 on the fuckin' dash movin' super tact, my nigga, I cannot ever lack
Tryna get my money up n tryna get these fuckin' racks
Goin' to school every day, man, it's just a fuckin' craze
Walkin' up out of that bitch with a fuckin' 40 aye
I hate it when bitch ass niggas askin' if I am okay
I'm not scared of death, I'm just scared that I might die one day
By a lil ass nigga holdin' .457 ay
Lookin' at my past, I cannot ever go out that way
Hitting on his pack, this shit got me movin' super fast
In a Hellcat, got 200 on the fuckin' dash movin' super tac, my nigga, I cannot ever lack
Tryna get my money up n tryna get these fuckin' racks
I'm geekin', your bitch, she be tweekin
These niggas be creepin', I grip on my Glock
And you know that I'm seekin
These niggas run up on me, but I'm upping it in fashion
Nigga, I'm not ever fuckin' lackin', always pistol packin

Written by:
alex peralta

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