I swear only god could judge me
Police tryna but me
Where I'm from get ugly
But everybody love me
That b say she love me
She backdoored her cuzzy
All I want is money
Don't put no-one above me
I'm looking for the pakman
I'm looking for the pakman
Bricks up in the duffel bag
The pounds up in a trash bag
I'm looking for the pakman
There he go the pakman
Neva crossed the border
Cross the border where the pack went
I was lookin for a new THOT
That b came with 2 opps
Got more juice Than Tupac
My youngins look like boondocks
Baby take your shoes off
This is not the trap house
I don't even like your ex
So im gonna blow your back out
Pounds in the trash bag
Dog food on the dishes
I told FG, don't you bring no goofies
In my kitchen
I don't wanna fetty nomore
That shit too risky
I got PTSD
Think them crackers out to get me
I was in the jail cell
Cookin up that cocaine
Pistol had that dog food
FB had like 4 blades
My bitch say she love me
But she don't really trust me
We trap across the country
Do anything for money
I swear only god could judge me
Police tryna but me
Where I'm from get ugly
But everybody love me
That b say she love me
She backdoored her cuzzy
All I want is money
Don't put no-one above me
I'm looking for the pakman
I'm looking for the pakman
Bricks up in the duffel bag
The pounds up in a trash bag
I'm looking for the pakman
There he go the pakman
Neva crossed the border
Cross the border where the pack went