Pack lyrics

[Intro]
MTM, hit 'em with the heat
Big Juice tha Sip

[Chorus]
b*tch, I get the pack and I serve it
Popped too many benzos, now I think I'm start to swervin'
Glock to his face make a f*ckboy nervous
Watch what you claim, shooters strapped up like some turban
b*tch, I get the pack and I serve it
Popped too many benzos, now I think I'm start to swervin'
Glock to his face make a f*ckboy nervous
Watch what you claim, shooters strapped up like some turban

[Verse]
I've been choppin' cane, rain, hail, sleet and snow
I be powder talking with my cousin Mexico
If you talking kilos, why we talkin' on the phone?
Come meet me in person if you need a couple zoned
Shameless, still get the pack, f*ck you talkin' bout?
Come and creep up on the kid, ho, we can thump it out
Keep a choppa with a di*k when I'm posted on the couch
Sidepiece thick, extra sloppy when she suck it out
Why the fools still tryna sign me, b*tch I'm independent
I'ma go and cop a hunnid pack and it won't make it in
Split it with my people, you call migos, we 'gon run it up
Opps still salty cause we winnin', b*tch I'm booted up
[Chorus]
b*tch, I get the pack and I serve it
Popped too many benzos, now I think I'm start to swervin'
Glock to his face make a f*ckboy nervous
Watch what you claim, shooters strapped up like some turban
b*tch, I get the pack and I serve it
Popped too many benzos, now I think I'm start to swervin'
Glock to his face make a f*ckboy nervous
Watch what you claim, shooters strapped up like some turban