Poxms and Sxngs

(Song): Six Packer

Six pax bruh, les go

Six pack on the dack 

Call the feds found a new sloth

Fat flabs up in da crib tryina pull abs off 

while sittin on da couch askin the worl why they got do much food in dey mouth, 

But always forgettin who da sloth

all dey gotta do is get off dem butts an start workin da gym, 

then maybe ten years dey be slim

but yall know that be some deceitful whim

there's the old guy reapers grim

hell buy da gym and burn like no tomoro 

goin down to El Caño 

lil man bein tough gotta hit da él baño 

, find Reese down in Monte Carlo,

Done in the east call him old Joe

runnin round epic like J Cole

we all gotta find that bad mole

 and get some juice from 7-Eleven

, hope yall know dey betta get us some Mountain Dew heaven

Six Packer, 

got no six lacka, 

no way only sick slacka, 

foun out I a pretty good hacka

sorry gotta take a break, 

but you all take the break before I eva break

, cause we know the creed aint livin lake,

 down get down for goodness sake,

 down no hope and that's given fake, 

air in the streets and call that Jake

, black on black and that missin anotha fake

ain't no more leaves betta get a rake

gotta go fine me anotha cake

yall betta get goin boutta start me anotha bake

Six pax for life bruh 

shoutout to all u peeps out there flexin!