Don't tell me what you think
Tell me what you know
The Price was so damn low
I had to get up, had to go
This pack gone hit fo sho
My face I will never show
I got the bags on the flo
Box em up to hit the doe
I flew to the west
For a duck sack
Ain't takin no L's
Mane f*ck that
I'm on go
No back track
A beam
And a backpack
I flew to the west
For a duck sack
Ain't taking no L's
Mane f*ck that
I'm on the go
No back track
A beam
And a backpack
I flew to the west coast
Cause I heard that's the best smoke
Shopping Who got the best quote
Not stopping I want the best bro
F*ck all this trapping to break even
With out some pounds I'm not leaving
This is the time it's drought season
Imma go get f*ck who believe me
Yeah I Copped me a flight to Eugene
I Hit AZ in between
The bags that I went to see
Was what I thought they would be
I wrapped them up all on my own
They mine don't call my phone
When they hit leave them alone
When I touch down I'm back in my zone
I can not do no favors
I need a plug with some acres
You and yo niggas still yell at neighbors
Backwood roller don't f*ck with the papers
Yeah It really came down to my last
So I had to go secure my bags
Quick on my feet I always think fast
Cause I know my city need it some gas
Don't tell me what you think
Tell me what you know
The Price was so damn low
I had to get up, had to go
This pack gone hit fo sho
My face I will never show
I got the bags on the flo
Box em up to hit the doe
I flew to the west
For a duck sack
Ain't takin no L's
Mane f*ck that
I'm on go
No back track
A beam
And a backpack
I flew to the west
For a duck sack
Ain't taking no L's
Mane f*ck that
I'm on the go
No back track
A beam
And a backpack
Oregon gas duck sack
I roll it up in a Dutch pack
They sending shots Time to buss back
Use to be nice But f*ck that
Run out work they stop f*cking with ya
Get some on the low they come to get you
I send the a bag You sending pictures
Posted in the trap Big Dawg a fixture
I can get this off GP
Gas at the pump Like BP
None of you fakers See me
All of you trappers Just wanna be me
I ain't got time for excuses
Bitching and whining
That shit is useless
I gotta connect And yeah I'm gonna use it
The price was so low How can I refuse it
Yeah Don't ask me what I paid
Ask me how much you can get
I had to pay to get it shipped
So you know the price gone include a tip
I'm getting mine off the rip
Pounds Gettin of the muscle
I might just take me a lil trip
For Pounds And put it in a duffle Yeah
Don't tell me what you think
Tell me what you know
Price was so damn low
I had to get up, had to go
This pack gone hit fo sho
My face I will never show
I got the bags on the flo
Box em up to hit the doe Yea
I flew to the west
For a duck sack
Ain't takin no L's
Mane f*ck that
I'm on go
No back track
A beam
And a backpack
I flew to the west
For a duck sack
Ain't taking no L's
Mane f*ck that
I'm on the go
No back track
A beam
And a backpack
Copped me a flight to Eugene
I Hit AZ in between
The bags that I went to see
Was what I thought they would be
I wrapped them up all on my own
They mine don't call my phone
When they hit leave them alone
When I touch down I'm back in my zone