[Intro: Backpack]

[Freestyle: Bac Pac]

That boy bout his bag like a rat bout his cheddar

I’m finna run to dat bag no matter what’s the weather

13 degrees wit no sweater

Like Keenan said "Never gon' let up"

But I don’t wanna write a damn love letter

I just wanna see a shot go up

I wet her like splash

Bitch

This Shits Aquafina

Don't mean to be mean but what is yo demeanor

Idek what that means

Gibby said "what it mean"

I said “me either”

I'm just gonna rock wit gotta a little pot

N it’s Just so hot like a mf heater

Ride around in the soho two-seater

Yo bitch she a eater

She trynna be deva

But if she get needy

I Fuckin' delete her

Swipe her out my dm's

I don’t even need her

Like SHIESH!!!

Her man pullin' up wit a stick I got fists

What happen ta doin' that shit like a man

Time to get to it you flatter than Stan

I just be stacking my racks if I can

Take a step back but I’m goin' in harder

Yo I just might splash n make waves on yo daughter

Whippin' the rap like a charger

I’m zippin' through verses like I’m peter Parker

Yo Peak in performance You see me I’m goin' up

Wrong to assume that I had a fuck

To Ever to give you I ain’t giving up

Mad atcha boy cuzz you see that I’m runner up

Like hammy drank soda I’m goin' nuts

Don’t sip on soda I never hold double cups

Only blunts

Won’t sell a soul to the devil bruh

Keep in mind I’m keeping mine as well too ya fuck