Pac Girl
[Intro]
EverythingcoZ hoe!
[Verse]
I've gotta cook up, I ain't no rook uh (nope)
***** said she like my energy I told her book us
Pull off in the rango orange leather it's so tango (yeah)
Sweatsuit to match, lookin' like a damn mango
Pocket bouta hit you with this rocket make some magic (yah)
Levels to this shit, top floor I'm in the attic
I don't date no ******* cause they always act dramatic
Slidin' in my DM's want my number you can't have it
That's till I get a static, shit will get traumatic
I don't do no drama I sit pretty like a bad *****
My life style so tragic, yay ain't think it's funny
Takin' over tri-state ain't non of you ******* can not son me
Non of you ******* can't run me (nope)
Non these ******* can't run me (hold on)
I'm gettin to the I'm gettin to the I'm gettin, money (hold on)
[Chorus]
Be into the bag, yeah your girl is trash (girl is trash)
Gnarly in the party goin' crazy bout to spaz
Yeah I'm next up, gotta get my checks up (damn)
I be in the trap why these ******* got they legs up (damn)
Yeah I smoke, big weed before you come and touch me (touch me)
Flexin on these ******* out here twelve-k in two weeks (damn)
[Outro]
Get into the bag, yeah your girl is trash (your girl is trash)
Gnarly in the party goin' crazy bout to spaz
Hold on, yeah I am your dad I don't give a ****
Pull up in the coupe or the Bentley truck (damn)