PACK lyrics
by funeral
[Chorus: trevmas]
Gas pack, pass that, turn him to a hashtag
Black mask, find his new home up in a trash bag
Flashback, looking at times that O can laugh at
Perc 30, half that, ny life ain't that bad
Bad b*tch, my aesthetic
Couple beams up on his body, think that boy is allergenic
Shock his body, bullets electric, we hit in one, don't need seconds
I think that he got the message, hit a combo like Tekken (Oh)
[Verse 1: trevmas]
Beat his ass up, she got the dump truck
Gotta keep the gun tucked, 'c-cause I'm love struck
And I'm ready just to spazz on his ass, 'cause I don't give a f*ck
Slim waist, pretty face, bad lil' b*tch, no tummy tuck
I hope you love me some a little bit
I just set thе f*cking vibe i hope you feeling it
Get a bag, reel it in
I can't tеll, like, where the ceiling is
You can't tell I'm hurting, I'm good at concealing it
[Chorus: trevmas]
Gas pack, pass that, turn him to a hashtag
Black mask, find his new home up in a trash bag
Flashback, looking at times that O can laugh at
Perc 30, half that, ny life ain't that bad
Bad b*tch, my aesthetic
Couple beams up on his body, think that boy is allergenic
Shock his body, bullets electric, we hit in one, don't need seconds
I think that he got the message, hit a combo like Tekken (Oh)
[Verse 2: trevmas]
I just got a pack, flip it
Heard he talking, beat him up, now i hear crickets
And he b*tch-made, pus*y won't admit it
Got a switchblade, pay his ass a visit
I'm empty, why do you resent me?
Money, I got plenty, been a boss since elementary
I said big B's, we riding up in a Bentley
f*ck it up if you let me, shots bussin' out the sentry
[Verse 3: funeral]
Turn that boy into a pack
I'ma run off with his life and, no he cannot get it back
Tell that pus*y [?]
Got his head off with some racks, roll it up and then relax
I'ma f*ck it up, baby, i do what i got to
f*ck it up, caught you lackin', yeah, i got you
Pack it up, rubber band, shooter said he cannot stand
Shoot it fast, shoot it [?]
Careful where the bullet land
[Chorus: trevmas]
Gas pack, pass that, turn him to a hashtag
Black mask, find his new home up in a trash bag
Flashback, looking at times that O can laugh at
Perc 30, half that, ny life ain't that bad
Bad b*tch, my aesthetic
Couple beams up on his body, think that boy is allergenic
Shock his body, bullets electric, we hit in one, don't need seconds
I think that he got the message, hit a combo like Tekken (Oh)