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[Intro]Love that I, love that I giveThat is not all that I give upUh-huh, uh-huh (Love that I, love that I give)[Verse 1]Look at them shakes, uh-huhMade up a danceHow come you shook?But I ain't took out my handsBenz, Star-bucks, starstruckBitch comin' soonThat's 'cause you suck (Suck me off, suck me off, suck me off, suck me off, suck me off, suckme off)That's comin' soon, yeah (Suck my dick, huh)I'm in my bagI'm in my bag, stay alertCause' of my chains, findin' the key, pardon meTotin' the Amazon (Amazon)Shit like 6'5" (Shit like 6'5")Take back, rewind, now I rewindOoh, ooh, baby be mine (Baby be mine)Ooh, ooh, baby be mine[Chorus]Got a pack, came from DHLJust got up with a packGot a pack, came from DHLJust got up on a pillGot a pack, fuckin' with Saturday chillJust got up on a packGot a pack came from DHLJust got up on a pillGot a pack came from DHLJust got up on a pillGot a pack came from DHLJust got up on a pillCount it up[Verse 2]Niggas think it's new, it ain't new, boyOld files just turned two, yeah, flu, yeahStill sound like it's comin' soon, comin' soon, yeahStill sound like it's comin' soon, tell the truthBoy toy suck me like a hoover, like a hooverBoy toy ride me like a Uber, like a UberSmiley face, factory casing, buss it down, yeahI laugh and forgave it, violations, ain't seen 'em around, yeahCould test it, wavy pool, sit behind the poolI'm tellin' the truth, broRemind me of trade, brushin' his wavesShit look like ramen noodlesFuck this shit sound like it's comin' soon, comin' soon broAnd it still sound like it's comin' soon, comin' soonNew files sittin' on my drive, nothin' new, yeahNew vibes and I can't get down, what you do, yeahNew vibes, really can't get down to the pool, yeahNew gliss sittin' on the sis, on my wrist, yeahNew bitch ridin' on my dick like a kick, yeahAll in the day and I paid for the studio rate, instead of the rent, yeahNow I can hang in this bitch every day waitin' for some inspiration to hit meLook like I'm dressed for a hike but I really look like I'm in Paris and shit, yeahLook like I'm dressed for a camp 'cause I'm pitchin' up that, like I'm pitchin' a tent, yeahThis ain't no fuckin' hopes and dreams, prophecyAll these sleeve wafers and the coffee beanRoman numerals, niggas wanna buy me weed exposedDouble D's exposed, post some beatsFuckin' these hoes, leave, now my fuckin' floor storesMove me slow, yesRoofie tea, ice ecstasy, rollin'You seen my bag, it's swollen, I want more, I can't even fold itI drop you a pin like I'm bowlingYou want it so now you my opponentBreakfast and dinner is plenty, we spend all that time alone, aloneWatchin' the clouds, woah[Chorus 2x]I got a pack, came from DHLJust got up with a packI got a pack, oh, pack, yeahJust got up with a packI got a pack, oh, DHLJust got up on a pill (there it is woo)I got a pack, came from DHLJust got up with a packI got a pack, came out with DHLChick just came up with a packI got a pack, came out with DHLChick just got up with a packI got a pack, over at DHLChick just got up with a pack[Outro]Independent jug, sellin' records out the trunkI'm already rich as fuck so the products in the frontGot my partner in the front, been my BF for a monthBut we been fuckin' from the jump
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