BOOFPACK lyrics

[Intro: Yung Grabba]
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Yung Grabba]
b*tch, I'd boo you like Mickey
So n*gga like Grabba gotta hit it in the mornin' (Mornin')
Ice on my pinkie, yes, I'm a pretty b*tch
Gotta write, got a flight, just flexin' (Flex)
Booty in this booty n*gga, Grabba always get it
Never changin' cause a n*gga got finance (Finance)
pus*y lil n*ggas alway tryna start sh*t
But you know a young n*gga not like him, yeah (Yeah)
Say you know me n*gga, but you just a pus*y n*gga
I'll f*ck your ass up, no proper

[Chorus: Yung Grabba]
Boof pack, boof pack (Yeah)
Your b*tch want that boof pack (Yeah)
Boof pack, boof pack (Yeah, yeah)
Your b*tch want that boof pack (Yeah, yeah)

[Interlude: Yung Gook]
Okay, yeah

[Verse 2: Yung Gook & XXXTENTACION]
Runnin' with the pack, runnin' with the stack (Runnin')
Hop out the Lex, .30 hit your ass (.30)
Finesse your sh*t, finesse your brick (Finesse)
Pull up with a beam, I shot at your team (Red dot)
Stay with the kush, stay with the lean
If you a fiend, I'm serving codeine (Codeine)
Kick down your door, lick down your hoe (Lickin')
Pull up a form and lean on your hoe
[Chorus: Yung Grabba]
Boof pack, boof pack
Your b*tch want that boof pack
Boof pack, boof pack
Your b*tch want that boof pack
Boof pack, boof pack
Your b*tch want that boof pack
Boof pack, boof pack
Boof pack, boof pack

[Outro: Yung Grabba]
Boof pack, boof pack
Your b*tch want that boof pack