Pack Town lyrics

[Intro]
(Dre Banks, can you f*ck with it?)

[Verse 1: Rundown Spaz]
We got his brains gone with no trace ain't talkin' CPN
Bothernem straight turned this sh*t to ham, he'll never beef again
n*ggas all on live, showin' glitches, tell 'em squeeze it then
Don't make me hit their street, make n*ggas beat they feet again
Like what's the knowledge? Thirteen, wasn't at school, I was out catching bodies
Skipping, bendin' blocks without no heart with that [?] beside me
Mr. Up It, run down on your mans, bet ain't a n*gga try me
Ain't with the muggin', n*gga look too long, leave his face right beside him
You hear clapping sounds at Pack Town when bronеm acting wild
I won't do no talkin' with none of the opps, just walk up, clap him down
Couple of n*ggas I grеw up with turned opps, like where they at right now?
Lil Jackboy, Kiddo, TJ, and Lil [?], they all a pack right now

[Verse 2: YBC Dul]
You heard what he said, you disrespect and that's another body
Labels tryna sign me, I'm still selling bows and selling [?]
And he tried bust a trap and face got hit all on his body
Left him 10 milli' and a Drac' and [?] ridin' shottie
Took a n*gga drip, came out with beads, he look like Lil Yachty
Came to the car, look back, that got it, yo, I already know we got him
Booker clocked out the McButton, clocked it
He posting paragraphs about his homies, nobody know who shot him
Pulled right up to the side, 10 milli' rock, goddamn, that's a double homi'
Beat up the block, hit that b*tch from both sides I'm with [?], [?], and Rocky
n*gga, it's Mr. Disrespectful, I don't give a f*ck who you is, n*gga, I will disrespect you
n*gga, it's Mr. Disrespectful
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