No magic out the hattell baby bye bye, i'm never coming back
Jansport called and told ya backpack to ya original habitat/
Now i'm laying out at the delano though
So i grip my backpack an hopped out the window
Happening? grab my backpack and turn to sprint...
Money is most of y'all interest
Got gats packed back in my backpack in my backseat,
Before this rapping, i was trappin', getting work cheap
People wonder why grass is green,
I guess these major deals ain't all they seem
Where the black girls get their weaves back
A 9mm in his backpack,
Exclusives, y'all never seen
Its never dark cause were smoking that green
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