Pack Flipper Songtext
von Rob49

(Danny Franchise, you did it again)
Yeah
Mm (and if the beat live, you know Lil Ju made it) -, uh, yeah

Gabby Douglas on the mat the way I flip the pack, huh (yeah)
Same way that you - whip, the way bro whip the crack, yeah
- the NFL and NBA, -, I′m a rapper (yeah)
Like fire drills, these - sound real, - cappin', yeah

- the music, I ain′t tryna talk 'bout heads I tapped (phew)
My daddy keep tellin' me health is real, I′m sorry, my pockets fat (phew)
All that - - - - be doin′, it get 'em slapped (slapped)
If she ain′t tryna f- a - on the first night, kick her out

I'm playin′, but I ain't givin′ her nothin', I took two Percs, I'm bustin′
I′m clutchin', middle of the jungle, same - who played, I - ′em (yeah)
I don't even talk to my cousin, he fool as -, it′s - him
Whole time he say he love me, - plottin' on a come up

I done sold more gas than BP, I done sold more pounds than Tre
In the trap house every day like I ain′t got money, sellin' yay
Yeah, white girl look like Caitlyn Clark and grits stuck to the plate, huh
Every - tryna play on big V3, they gotta pay, yeah


The price on weed just ain't the same no more, huh (it ain′t the same)
I was prayin′ to God for a plug, and he ain't come (he ain′t come)
Like Wheezy F. Baby Daddy, I'm stuntin′ (yeah)
When I f- -, I'ma f- her ′til she cummin'

Treat a bad - like she country, I done made 400K this week
I done went back to the skreets and fed my f- hood like EBT
Why - dyin'? It′s ′cause of me, - want beef, I guess it's beef
It′s my time, it's Patek Philippe, Perc′ 30 put your - to sleep

Call up Wafi, tell him I need 200 thousand dollars worth of pink
Money good, -, I eat chicken, bro take first Perc' like gremlins
Like Kodak, I′m paintin' the picture, my neck and wrist is -
Comin' home smellin′ like I′m fishin', got fish scale on the dishes

Yeah, the biggest
(Phew-phew) can′t her it stress you out, dawg, nam sayin'? (Phew)
Real boss - do what we want out here, better believe it (phew-phew)

Yeah, told the - that if she ′bout to start stressin' me out, I′m gettin' her gone (yeah)
I know - who boyfriend beat the - out them behind my songs (for real)
My pants and my jacket Chrome, go ask my city, I put - on
I heard - say it's smoke, man, tell them - this ain′t what they want (at all)

I pushin′ P like pump, 49 - any - he want (for real)
In the A, I'm screamin′, "Free Slime," he ain't tell her get back home (free Slime)
Real know I want his -, but he act dumb like he don′t know (the f-?)
If you see him there, I'ma send ′em f- smackers, -, drop that lo', yeah


Diamonds hittin' like Tank, 49 - bad - that you can′t, huh
I done got - spanked, -, get - spanked to up your rank, huh
I done plead the fifth every time I′m in that jam, -, what you think?
We done made - mama cry, take pills to ease the pain (yeah)

Dread head, all he know is bang-bang like he Chief
Why they dyin'? ′Cause of me, I could tell your diamonds cheap
In the trap house with a glee, pop that -, let me see
On a song screamin', "Free my f- uncle Reggie 3"

The biggest
Tuh, the biggest
Big 49, man, let me fly
Stop holdin′ my wings back, man, let me fly

- cliquin' up, man, I′m turnin' the clique up
What's good? Do what you want
We ain′t goin′ outside this circle for nothin'
VM, Vulture Mafia, VC, Vulture Cartel, it is what it is