Lumber Jack lyrics

[Chorus: Eddy Baker]
b*tch, on my 'Wood, you would think I was a Lumber Jack
Hoes see me up, so they want me to get under that
Never been a pus*y, n*gga, I'm a thundercat
Ho, you know I'm getting to the paper like a Office Max
b*tch, on my 'Wood, you would think I was a Lumber Jack
Hoes see me up, so they want me to get under that
Never been a pus*y, n*gga, I'm a thundercat
Ho, you know I'm getting to the paper like a Office Max

[Verse 1: Eddy Baker]
Paper thick as Office Max, rapping and we shipping packs
We flipping packs and getting served, my night life is like CineMax
Plenty hoes and plenty deals, hitting girlies from the back
Do it big like beast off jack, talking trap, I mean all that
The green you know, I fiend all that, I think that Al Pacino back
Matter fact, it's Nino, b*tch, doper than a kilo, snitch
Smoking on exotic sh*t, still got Gin narcotic, b*tch
Xans and a lot of sh*t, charges, I ain't caught 'em yet
With my n*gga hustle, man, sipping on the Act'
Y'all just sipping Robotussin, always flashing guns, but ain't never ever busting 'em
Shoutout to my thugs in the streets that's out here hustling
They all show me love, 'cause I show them they can trust me, man
I push hella drugs, had that sh*t up in a duffel bags
n*ggas always bragging 'bout the life that they f*cking live
I've been out here doing hella right, for the f*cking kids
Healthy Boyz, n*gga, I know you heard it from your b*tches, man
[Chorus: Eddy Baker]
b*tch, on my 'Wood, you would think I was a Lumber Jack
Hoes see me up, so they want me to get under that
Never been a pus*y, n*gga, I'm a thundercat
Ho, you know I'm getting to the paper like a Office Max
b*tch, on my 'Wood, you would think I was a Lumber Jack
Hoes see me up, so they want me to get under that
Never been a pus*y, n*gga, I'm a thundercat
Ho, you know I'm getting to the paper like a Office Max

[Verse 2: AK Epic]
b*tches on me, got the hammer on me
n*ggas plotting on me but I'm riding low-key
In the zone like 2-3 started with a Q-P
Smoke some weed, need more weed
Drink some lean, need more lean
Gotta love the codeine, I be serving dope fiends
Yeah, I got a little money but I need some more green
Yeah, I'm riding with the team, fresh up off a triple beam
Murder was the scene, I'ma do my f*cking thing
Got a bad little b*tch, she be f*cking and sucking
Had to cut some from the circle 'cause they couldn't be trusted
We pull up like tight eyes, how them bullets is bucking
We be thuggin', moving onions, all my n*ggas be muggin'
I be trapping got it stacking so I'm counting big faces
Yeah, I'm balling with no packets, why these n*ggas so basic
Where you going, chase the money, all these b*tches start chasing
And I've been running to the money like a n*gga was racing, yeah
[Chorus: Eddy Baker]
b*tch, on my 'Wood, you would think I was a Lumber Jack
Hoes see me up, so they want me to get under that
Never been a pus*y, n*gga, I'm a thundercat
Ho, you know I'm getting to the paper like a Office Max
b*tch, on my 'Wood, you would think I was a Lumber Jack
Hoes see me up, so they want me to get under that
Never been a pus*y, n*gga, I'm a thundercat
Ho, you know I'm getting to the paper like a Office Max