Текст песни Zak Pak - RICK GLACIERS

Blowing on that pack
He was smoking on a black
Yea
I was with my nigga zak
Blowing on that pack
He was smoking on a black
Yea
I was with my nigga zak
Blowing on that pack
He was smoking on a black
Yea
I was with my nigga zazazazak
Blowing on that pack
He was smoking on a black
Yea
I was with my nigga zak
Blowing on that pack
He was smoking on a black
Yea
I was with my nigga

You say you loyal
Gotta show me
I′m in that moschino, feeling cozy
Just made a few racks up off adobe
I need the cheese
No pepperoni
I told my last plug im not yo homie
You aint tryna drop the price
Then you can blow me
Nigga pay that money
That you owe me
I be in the cut
Cause all these bitches nosy
We be road running
Dodging them coyotes
Probably in laredo and its snowing
Balling so damn hard I need a trophy
Made it on my own
On my lonely
Kept my heart holy

I was with my nigga zak
Blowing on that pack
He was smoking on a black
Up in fairfax
I was gone off the wax
Turnt up to the max
Left my phone at saks
Spending fucking racks
Man who got the woods
Man who got the wraps
I'm tryna ease my mind
Before this whole shit collapse
I was in the cut tryna read the contracts
And if it ain′t no hoes
Then tell me where the fun at!