This is a song about "Packing 9s"

And finally, everyone got their own problems

Gat packing and fag slapping you will get slapped for once

Tsa be laughing all them rubbers in your luggage

Packing pleasant feelings cause my sandwich packs a punch

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

I don’t give a fuck about you bragging rappers packing heat,

Cameras and lights, fuck that, gats, i'm packing them,

Just in case a nigga never see that thrill again

Smash mouth action, making sure yo now a fraction, send you out packing

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Packing blunts, sipping lean in sty cups

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs