"Starter Pack" lyrics

Okay, listen, I got something you need to hear
I ain't going for nothin', hope you heard me crystal clear
Broke talkin' 'bout a nigga, that's a damn shame
It's time to level up, I ain't playing no games
Nah, y'all boys gettin' to it, knowin' that's facts
That hatin' shit they doin', we ain't goin' for that
We locked in, twin, this shit like death row
But you know it how it is, this shit be cutthroat
All it take is grind, promise you gon' shine
Young nigga, stay down, it's gon' be your time
I'm handlin' business, I'm a business man
Okay, I got you soon as I land
Look inside, 150 bands
Thousand fff in the Sprinter van
I pop shit, I be shit-talkin'
All this sauce, can't get it off me
I got young nigga, that's with that dumb shit
Stack that bag, them bitches gon' come quick
She got junk in her trunk like a dump truck
She know I'm heavyweight, how I pulled up
She got ass in her pants like she want somethin'
I got bands in her pants, how I blow somethin'
Plenty ones in the club, I throw somethin'
Nigga broke in the club, boy, I know somethin'
I'm deep in her mouth like some Listerine, nigga
Ten thousand on some Chrome Hearts jeans, nigga
I wake up thinkin' 'bout money, I'm a damn fiend, nigga
I'm deep in that water like some chlorine, nigga

Oh, she scared? Show her how that ass supposed to really shake
When I fuck her, make her look back, let me see that pretty face
Don Julio and bad bitches, that's my starter pack
Come here, girl, bend it over, arch your back
Oh, she scared? Show her how that ass supposed to really shake
When I fuck her, make her look back, let me see that pretty face

When I fuck her, make her look back, let me see that pretty face