USPS

U-S-P-S
 Loud pack the best
 Right hand driving mutha fuckers off the deep end
 Muhfucka talking grip the grip and get to squeezing
 Next day shipping cause a muhfucka feining
 When I post up
 Scan my holsta'
 Metal get detecting if you selling on my corna
 When I crack the seal I start to cough I got corona
 You be smoking middy in a civy outta toasta'
 Popping nolie switch fall and land on bitches titties (um)
 If you bitches want me then you gotta come and get me (okay)
 Fourteen for the pack turn to three five in a jiffy (um)
 Pack another zip and hit up eight ounce for delivery (yeah)
 Rob a Taco Bell and tell 'em pussies give mе all the cheese
 Itching get to scratching twеaking badly I got fucken fleas
 Pull up to the party bitches want me gotta pay the fee
 Baby shook it fast that big fat ass broke out the fucken seams
 Come on send the Addy
 Are you capping?
 No I'm not
 Next day shipping
 Grab the glicky
 Ship myself inside a box
 I can hear you from a distance start to tremble when you talk
 Pop out with the Glock you getting cropped like
 Photoshop now watch me when
 I walk walk walk walk walk leaving paper trails
 I talk talk talk talk talk till her clothes are falling
 Off off off cough drop choking on this hard cock
 Teeing off that bitch she grip my iron in a golf cart
 Hey bitch
 Never mind don't say shit
 I be getting money why you bitches be the fakest
 Laugh in your face
 On my ass but getting paid
 Oh my god I hit the blunt and holy fuck I think it's laced
 U.S.P.S
 Loud pack the best
 Right hand driving mutha fuckers off the deep end
 Muhfucka talking grip the grip and get to squeezing
 Next day shipping cause a muhfucka feining
 When I post up
 Scan my holsta'
 Metal get detecting if you selling on my corna
 When I crack the seal I start to cough I got corona
 You be smoking middy in a civy outta toasta'
 40 in this bitch and ain't nobody runnin' past me
 I been movin' weight, I run it up jus like an athlete
 Choppa with a .45 gon fire up 'atcho khakis
 And I might take yo soul away you Neva gonna tag me
 Huh On attack
 Huh Tooly through your flak
 Huh Echolocating all on yo clique just like a bat
 Huh, huh
 Gimme all the cheese
 Bitch I am a rat
 Huh, huh
 Shawty off the bean
 Told her flip da pack
 Huh, huh
 Fuck with a Witch, fuck with that kid
 I ain't ever taking no survivors, I been seeing red
 I be with the lasers, imma fire and leave 'em all for dead
 I ain't ever speaking, only silence do my time instead
 Lil bish
 Huh, huh
 Chronic from L.A
 And my shawty from the bay
 Got the gang up on the chain
 Like uh, uh
 I ain't got a face
 Got a mouth fulla fangs
 And a coffin with your name on it (Huh, huh)
 Chronic from L.A
 And my shawty from the bay
 Got the gang up on the chain
 Like uh, uh, uh
 I ain't got a face
 Got a mouth fulla fangs
 And a coffin with your name on it
 Ha, ha