PACK MAHOMES Video (MV)

Slidin through the city with that Pack(Pat)
Ima serve (Mahome) My homie
I been getting money,
Countin it up all by my lonely,
Alotta Niggas, play the field but really sorry
These Niggas my sons, I'm not the father like I'm Maury
Gotta bad bitch, on my wishlist, I need a Lori
Serving pack, and I'm in the house, just like Cory
I get in the mode, go get lit, lifes too boring
Pulled my phone out, hit it from the back, I'm recording
Shooting guard on yo team,
He can't shoot he got no jumper
Travis Kelce, my tight end, in the field he doing Numbers
Chris Jones, rushing to that sack I'm on a roll
That gangsta shit don't matter no more,
Cause you Told
G way G way, you niggas ain't sticking to code
When that Pat(Pack) touch down,
I'm making plays from my home
2nd phone buzzing,
Could get a brick up off this phone
Ain't no flagging round here,
You get picked off in this zone
You want a zip now, just call my phone
Getting money now, I'm in my glow
Can't get mad at the bitch, she wasn't my hoe
F*cked that lil bitch,
While her Nigga was callin her phone
I pour that drink inside my faygo
In that field, running up a check
Saucy like presto, can't get a bitch prego
Upping my money, I'm feelin so special
Dropped this on that, I payed an elbow
Doggy said he stuck with me
Shit Must've worn out like Velcro
Serving that Pack to my homie, My youngin MVS
You broke for that money, you moving devious
Pussy ass Nigga, know he needed us
That money be major, but y'all moving tedious
Lil baby kept it a buck,
Stop rockin amiris trynna keep up
Old ass shit, my purples, holding these G's up
Laminated the floor, now I got my feet up