[Intro: Young Dolph]
(Band)
Bizzank
(Let the BandPlay)
Okay
Uh (Uh Uh), Uh, Uh

[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Got a light 300 in the backpack (Woo)
Got a light 300 in the backpack (Woo)
Got a light 300 in the backpack (Woo)
Got a light 300 in the backpack (Woo)
She sent me some pictures on Snapchat (What's that?)
That thang sittin' on her back fat fat (Damn)
That thang sittin' on her back fat fat (Woo)
That thang sittin' on her back fat fat (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Young Dolph]
Hah, woke up feelin' like the man of the year (Yeah)
Speedin' in the Lamb and I ran into a deer (Yeah)
I only speak money, n***a, I'm deaf I can't hear (Yeah)
That pack touchdown, that's a celebration cheer (Yeah)
Big boy solitaires, hangin' out my ears (Yeah)
They fucked up, they let a real n***a up in here (Yeah)
Grеw up watchin' n***as cook crack and drink beer (Yeah)
I'm geeked on the lеan and she geeked on the pills (Uh)
Put in overtime, now I'm playin' with the M's (Uh)
Dope boy, pocket full with money and some Timbs (Uh)
Thug life, we ballin' above the rim (Uh)
Dunkin' on packs like I'm Duncan (Tim, uh)
Green light, shoot 'em in his face when I see 'em (Yeah)
Off White, Retros, Cartier Lens (Yeah)
Get whacked playin' both sides of the fence (Yeah)
Swervin' through traffic with chops in the Benz (Stupid)
Couple hundred racks in the backpack (Woah)
Look how that thing jiggled, had to smack that (Woah)
He told on everybody, oh, he a rat, rat (Damn)
I'm in the Double R, matte black (Matte Black)
Who that in the car? Blatt, blatt (Blatt, blatt)
Trump couldn't make America great again
But fuck that, we 'bout to bring the trap back (Uh)
[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Got a light 300 in the backpack (Woo)
Got a light 300 in the backpack (Woo)
Got a light 300 in the backpack (Woo)
Got a light 300 in the backpack (Woo)
She sent me some pictures on Snapchat (What's that?)
That thang sittin' on her back fat fat (Damn)
That thang sittin' on her back fat fat (Woo)
That thang sittin' on her back fat fat (Yeah, uh)

[Verse 2: Jay Fizzle]
Fizzle brought a strap, n***a, backpack (Backpack)
With a trunk full of bowls, that's the gas pack
23's on my feet, with my Dickes set on, purple flag out the left with my hat back (Grape)
Hit 'em with the stick, that's the Big Mac (Hit 'em up)
Racks in my pocket make my pants sag (Rackates)
Pull up, 100 deep, 100, then slide on that block where that lil' n***a postin' at (Pussy)
Rearrange his face with this tool (Ooh)
Hop out, you see all the jewels (I'm cool)
Yo' B' is feelin' this dude
He say he steppin', we take the boys shoes (Take 'em off)
Tryna rob me, you a fool
Put that boys face on the motherfuckin' news (Dummy)
Gang with me, gon' with the move
I make that call and them lil' n***as shoot (Fah, fah)
[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Got a light 300 in the backpack (Woo)
Got a light 300 in the backpack (Woo)
Got a light 300 in the backpack (Woo)
Got a light 300 in the backpack (Woo)
She sent me some pictures on Snapchat (What's that?)
That thang sittin' on her back fat fat (Damn)
That thang sittin' on her back fat fat (Woo)
That thang sittin' on her back fat fat (Yeah, uh)

[DJ Swamp Izzo]
We back in the trap this year
This one for the streets
DJ Swamp Izzo