Blowing on that pack
He was smoking on a black
Yea
I was with my nigga zak
Blowing on that pack
He was smoking on a black
Yea
I was with my nigga zak
Blowing on that pack
He was smoking on a black
Yea
I was with my nigga zazazazak
Blowing on that pack
He was smoking on a black
Yea
I was with my nigga zak
Blowing on that pack
He was smoking on a black
Yea
I was with my nigga
You say you loyal
Gotta show me
I'm in that moschino, feeling cozy
Just made a few racks up off adobe
I need the cheese
No pepperoni
I told my last plug im not yo homie
You aint tryna drop the price
Then you can blow me
Nigga pay that money
That you owe me
I be in the cut
Cause all these bitches nosy
We be road running
Dodging them coyotes
Probably in laredo and its snowing
Balling so damn hard I need a trophy
Made it on my own
On my lonely
Kept my heart holy
I was with my nigga zak
Blowing on that pack
He was smoking on a black
Up in fairfax
I was gone off the wax
Turnt up to the max
Left my phone at saks
Spending f*cking racks
Man who got the woods
Man who got the wraps
I'm tryna ease my mind
Before this whole shit collapse
I was in the cut tryna read the contracts
And if it ain't no hoes
Then tell me where the fun at!