Released on June 11, 2026

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[Intro]

Yeah, yeah

Okay


[Chorus]

Packed up, picked up, pimping on a bitch, huh (Ayy)

Rollie on my, tuh, Rollie on my wrist, yeah (Okay)

I'ma keep on talking 'bout my watch as long as time tick (Yeah)

Niggas getting away with disrespect, calling it content


[Verse 1]

I just stomped down, going hella hard

Making big bread, brudda, hella cars, hella carbs (Ooh, ooh, true)

This song is where P&L in playa get set apart (Ooh)

You the type of nigga to tell to get the lesser charge (True)

Can't relate, when niggas hate, it's AKs or MMA

Watch niggas love to say, "Do you remember back in the day?" (Pfft)

Yeah, I do and 'til this day, I'm still up, up and away

Never checked for your lane, always ran my own race (Huh)

Always did my own shit, always had my own bitch (Ooh, ooh)

Never complain about a thang, I clearly didn't deserve to get (No)

Always had to earn mine, my skin glowing, that work shine

I'm up, she wanna fuck, I told her she couldn't have picked a worser time (Huh, uh, huh)

Lame bitch


[Chorus]

Packed up, picked up, pimping on a bitch, huh (Okay)

Rollie on my, huh, Rollie on my wrist, yeah (Yeah)

I'ma keep on talking 'bout my watch as long as time tick

Niggas getting away with disrespect, calling it content


[Verse 2]

I'ma just pick up where I left off

On that lame bitch, can tell she shameless, I do it large

Ain't no hanging, you niggas the lamest, I'm unalarmed

You just name it, I'll make it famous, no extra charge

Ain't no riddles when we get with 'em, send that nigga to the 'spital

Always been the main source, never liked to play the middle

Ho, you might know AZ Chike but, bitch, you don't know no Chizzle

Here for the night, you come get right or, bitch, you might just miss your window

I go Rollie, I go Skelly, call up Swaye like where my relly?

Niggas knew my money blue like the opening scene to Belly

My name Cheesy, you know the rest, and I don't take no disrespect

We gon' call it content when niggas poke you in your chest, pussy


[Chorus]

Packed up, picked up, pimping on a bitch, huh

Rollie on my, huh, Rollie on my wrist, yeah

I'ma keep on talking 'bout my watch as long as time tick

Niggas getting away with disrespect, calling it content


[Outro]

Mr. Fucking-Up-the-Scene, I told niggas don't get me started

She my favorite type, she gon' arch it and record it

She my— She my favorite type, she gon' arch it and record—

Mr.— Mr. Fucking-Up-the-Scene, I told niggas don't get me started