Pack Hit lyrics

by

TM88


[Intro]
Doe
Gang
Doe Boy what up
Whole lotta gang sh*t going on
Prepare
Boom boom boom

[Verse 1]
Yeah I'm still up at the club when the pack hit
Darling messing on my n*ggas hitting backflips
Get the errand n*ggas all for this rap sh*t
Pull up shoot em n*ggas down mad mac sh*t
For this rap sh*t, it's that wack sh*t
We be smoking dead n*ggas when that pack lit
Yuh, n*ggas tryna battle this ain't Smack b*tch
n*gga diss me I pull up tryna clap sh*t
n*ggas lying in their recs we don't f*ck with that
Twenty two years old seen a hundred racks
We gon take the plug down then we dub it back
Errtime I post a pic yo b*tch double tap

[Chorus]
I just bought a new coupe for this rap sh*t
All these rap n*ggas fraid I'm talking trap sh*t
I was just a young n*gga tryna jack sh*t
We gon take the plug down when the pack hit
Open her leg he gon serve it cheap
We gon take his ass down get that sh*t for free
I just bought some Jimmy Choo's on this rap sh*t
But I'm still around the plug when that pack hit
[Verse 2]
Rocking Jimmy Choo's and I'm counting blues
I know he's a rat n*gga I don't f*ck with dude
Pull up in a new coupe staring like a fool, yeah
Let a n*gga blow my mood I'm a blow the tool, yeah
Used to roll out with that choppa tryna drummer boy
Now a young n*gga rapping on a drummer boy
Yeah that hood n*gga cappin where them hunnids boy
All that lil sh*t you flashing that ain't money boy
Pull up in a new coup that got no roof
n*gga reaching for my jewellery then I'm gon shoot yeah
For the gang ain't no telling what she won't do
Rob a n*gga bare faced what he gon do

[Chorus]
I just bought a new coupe for this rap sh*t
All these rap n*ggas fraid I'm talking trap sh*t
I was just a young n*gga tryna jack sh*t
We gon take the plug down when the pack hit
Open her leg he gon serve it cheap
We gon take his ass down get that sh*t for free
I just bought some Jimmy Choo's on this rap sh*t
But I'm still around the plug when that pack hit

[Verse 3]
Yes I'm rocking Red Bottoms and they got the spike
I'm a young rich n*gga we are not alike
I'm a pull up with the pipe I'm not tryna fight
Rock that gangsta sh*t ain't rob nobody in his life
All these n*ggas faking if you ask me
I should kiss you on the cheek cause that ass sweet
I just f*cked yo main b*tch probly last week
For this rap sh*t n*gga check my rap sheet
And it's all fact dressed in all black
I can't hang around these n*ggas cause they all rats
Heard that n*gga got a problem tell him solve that
Once I start it with my gang you can't part that
[Chorus]
I just bought a new coupe for this rap sh*t
All these rap n*ggas fraid I'm talking trap sh*t
I was just a young n*gga tryna jack sh*t
We gon take the plug down when the pack hit
Open her leg he gon serve it cheap
We gon take his ass down get that sh*t for free
I just bought some Jimmy Choo's on this rap sh*t
But I'm still around the plug when that pack hit
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