This is a song about "Citrus packing"

Packing blunts, sipping lean in sty cups

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

And if that means that i'm askin for too much

Packing pleasant feelings cause my sandwich packs a punch

You should see what im packing now

Bitches ain't around one thou

He been waiting for his connection to come

I just might trip on your bitch i'm packing a magnum

You packing pistols? well bitch i’m packing iraqi missiles,

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

Cause both ways you be packing

Flapjack, ooh he bring

Packing that fo-fo, keep a snub nose by the shelf

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps