Packy - Plan Accordingly lyrics

Everybody know what time it is
I'm going in like open doors
Hit another gear and then it's
Spilling out like open drawers
Doper than a fiend, cleaner than soap
And every time I flow, it's a new wave
I'm hopin' you can float
I'm a tsunami, a super soaker
I poke her wit' my circle like a Euchre deck
I take the jokers out
And nothin' lower than a nine
'Cause a nine make you 'preciate a dime
I'll be sipping ace of spades
When I'm in my prime
The come up, I ain't' even bankin'
But, I be hot as hell
And rhymes Aretha like Franklin, what up
Hear a lot of anonymous hatin', shut up
Your dream girl waiting' to pick
The young blood up
Tadow, I bet you mess wit' us now
Bet you in love wit' the flow
Bet you be diggin' the style
I be goin' two miles an
Hour so everybody sees me
Really it's a hundred but I make it look easy
Said you want the Super Floss
I'ma skip the chorus
Dat ass retarded, 'bout to be a short bus
Bop's at the bar, tell that chick "missy me"
That's her fifth man of the night
Call 'em Vicky V pTP i'm Prime Time Pack
Wit' a PYT tippin' white wine back
Green room chillin' with the Green Skeem
Earned our stripes and now they
Calling us the dream team back to the basics
Visionary like Lasiks ill since age six
Rockin' LA gear uh
That's how I light up, pull the car right up
Make sure there's plenty of the
Drink in my cup
Tell me who the best is, tell me what rest is
Then tell me why you ain't
Talking 'bout no Speck kids
It's whatever though, I let it go
I'm all about the team
And we ain't famous enough until
They got centerfolds hah
Yeah, I'm playin' but I'm
Saying I'm a PROBLEM
Pick up a deck and deal wit' it
Am I always reppin' MI? Damn right
I'ma get the industry to shine a damn light
On the 5-1-7, in my city, I'm Chris Paul
All I do is set it up
And watch the whole team ball
Not quite there, but I got a habit
Of talkin' about the life I'm livin'
Right before it happens uh
Rappers, I'm lappin' 'em
Give 'em a pat on the back
And then kick 'em back to
The back of the line
Where they're friends dappin' em
What happened to Pack? He's actin' an ass
No, he's actin' like he's sick of
Hearin' promoters takin' a pass
Sick of other rapper's bullshitin' while
I'm sittin' in class uh i'ma pass 'em all
I ain't' on top of the game
But I got a habit
Of talkin' about the life I'm livin'
Right before it happens uh plan accordingly