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Refreshin' every 22 seconds blood Try'na meet the driver at the curb with that bitch Soon as the package lands in Omaha We smoking like we at the pad with it Dope in the wood, soon as the package lands in Omaha Bring all the chicken and come grab this shit I told you it's good soon as the package lands in Omaha Soon as the package lands in Omaha Grew up in a place where you were using it to sell dope Grew some wood inside a soda box, don't get no holes poked I just got a compliment on it, the Narco Polo clothes Think you got it backwards in your head, it's money over hoes Bank account rack, big up now Trap hall of fame inducting Send a hit squad full of young boys Run up in your spot, get duct-taped Pre-roll the whole pack of woods up Can't wait to smoke when the flight land When I'm on stage, I perform alone Fresh case of glicky to hype me I'm doing features for five bands So I went and bought a new pair of puffs Backed up that bitch and it made him flinch 'Fore I did that, he was squaring up SongtexteSmell like a whole damn dispensary Weigh this shit up, it's the density I be forgetting the names of this shit 'cause I'm thinkin' they will not remember me Soon as the package lands in Omaha We smoking like we at the pad with it Dope in the wood, soon as the package lands in Omaha Bring all the chicken and come grab this shit I told you it's good soon as the package lands in Omaha Soon as the package lands in Omaha Flamed up with that torch to you like I ain't hit the dab yet From the USPS, told my hoe "I need your address" I get way more than you niggas trap for off a rap check With my bloodies, bitch go dummy, turn you to a crash test Hopping in the foreign like, "Damn it I'm gone" When the green sent like you didn't have an iPhone You won't need no harmony, I'm bragging like bone I ain't talking 'bout Google when I'm grabbing my Chrome Then I pull up, see the groupie bitches acting like woah Now she try'na get fucked for the braggin' rights bro In the tool-city with the Amazon hoe When the pack land on me like an Amazon drone Only take blunts to the neck like chains sluts'll wear I got more strains than a muscle tear They jocking my drip, so I cut the hair This Glock on my hip, had to come prepared I came from the dirt, put you under there I might want to step just because he stared Smoking on stock, I don't want to share Vacuum seal it, fuck this Tupperware Soon as the package lands in Omaha We smoking like we at the pad with it Dope in the wood, soon as the package lands in Omaha Bring all the chicken and come grab this shit I told you it's good soon as the package lands in Omaha Soon as the package lands in Omaha Aus Songtexte Mania