Omaha

We fresh in 22 seconds blood
Try’na meet the driver at the curb with that shit
Soon as the package lands in Omaha
We smoking like we had to pamper it
Dope in the woods soon as the package lands in Omaha
Bring all the chicken and come grab this shit
I told you it’s good soon as the package lands in Omaha
Soon as the package lands in Omaha
Grew up in a place where you were using it to sell dope
Grew some wood inside a soda box, don’t get no holes poked
I just got a compliment on it, the Narco Polo clothes
Think you got it backwards in your head, it’s money over hoes
Bank account rack, big up now
Trap hall of fame inducting
Send a hit squad full of young boys
Run up in your spot, get duck-taped
Pre-roll the whole pack of woods up
Can’t wait to smoke when the flight lands
When I’m on stage, I perform alone
Fresh case of glicky to hype me
I’m doing features for five bands
So I went and bought a new pair of puffs
Backed up that bitch and it made him flinch
'Fore I did that, he was squaring it up
Smell like a whole damn dispensary
Weigh this shit up, it’s the density
I be forgetting the names of this shit 'cause
Soon as the package lands in Omaha
We smoking like we had to pamper it
Dope in the woods soon as the package lands in Omaha
Bring all the chicken and come grab this shit
I told you it’s good soon as the package lands in Omaha
Soon as the package lands in Omaha
Flamed up with that torch to you like I ain’t hit the dab yet
From the USPS, told my hoe «I need your address»
I get way more than you niggas trap for off a rap check
With my bloodies, bitch go dummy, turn you to a crash test
Hopping into the foreign like damn it I’m gone
When the green’s hit like you didn’t had an iPhone
You won’t eat no harmony, I’m bragging like bone
I ain’t talking 'bout Google when I’m grabbing my Chrome
Then I pull up to the groupie bitches, acting like woah
Now she try’na get fucked for the ice bro
In the tool-city with the Amazon hoe
When the pack land on me like an Amazon drone
Only take blunts to the neck like the chains sluts’ll wear
I got more strains than a muscle tare
They jacking my drip, so I cut the hair
This Glock on my hip, better come prepared
I came from the dirt but you under there
I might want to step just because he stared
Smoking on stock, I don’t want to share
Vacuum silly, fucked as Tupperware
Soon as the package lands in Omaha
We smoking like we had to pamper it
Dope in the woods soon as the package lands in Omaha
Bring all the chicken and come grab this shit
I told you it’s good soon as the package lands in Omaha
Soon as the package lands in Omaha