Pack Touch

Uh-uhn
I'm the fuckin' Mob man
You niggas thought I was dead
I ain't dead yet man
(Hey, run that shit up Trace)

That pack touch, by night it's shipped out
Pull up 'round my way, you be like, "Damn, them niggas trapped out"
I'm bricked up, I'm sticked out
Pack on me right now, my niggas never seen a fuckin' drought

That pack touch, by night it's shipped out
Pull up 'round my way, you be like, "Damn, them niggas trapped out"
I'm bricked up, I'm sticked out
Pack on me right now, my niggas never seen a fuckin' drought

Pack in, it's shipped out
Nigga know I'm 'bout that bread nigga
Case came, just did time, still tryna duck them feds nigga
Lawyer paid just made bond still got one in the head nigga
And that Fentanyl like a magic trick, turn a zip into three biggs nigga

30 thousand on my wrist wit' it
Could have bought a whole brick nigga
If you scoring under ten pounds
I'ma serve ya ass through my lil' nigga
P's going 16 five, I'm like paper route with these deals nigga
And I just dropped a whole zip of yellow
'Bout to throw me back two pills with it

And we breaking every brick down
'Bout to run me up a whole meal ticket
Double R's when we pull up Choo Range Rover looking real pretty
Pack touch when we break it down
Everybody get the same deal nigga
And we ain't trying no fuck shit
'Cause all I thug with is some real niggas

That pack touch, by night it's shipped out
Pull up 'round my way, you be like, "Damn, them niggas trapped out"
I'm bricked up, I'm sticked out
Pack on me right now, my niggas never seen a fuckin' drought

That pack touch, by night it's shipped out
Pull up 'round my way, you be like, "Damn, them niggas trapped out"
I'm bricked up, I'm sticked out
Pack on me right now, my niggas never seen a fuckin' drought

Came home to a buss down
Rollie only thing sick nigga
100K worth of ice now, still don't feel like no rich nigga
Pack touch, it's bricks nigga, glizzy cocked with a dick in it
Got the whole hood sewed up, everybody know this my shit nigga

Shoutout to my nigga hell Rell, got the strip looking like Walmart
Junkies coming by the boat load, might be six in they all cop
One food, one straight drop, the other in soft, one want a block
The other four got a straight ball
An they don't even need to see it on the box

I killed him nigga, I made 'bout 32
Times that zip by 36, now you know what a birdie do
I killed him nigga, I made 'bout 32
Times that zip by 36, now you know what a birdie do

That pack touch, by night it's shipped out
Pull up 'round my way, you be like, "Damn, them niggas trapped out"
I'm bricked up, I'm sticked out
Pack on me right now, my niggas never seen a fuckin' drought

That pack touch, by night it's shipped out
Pull up 'round my way, you be like, "Damn, them niggas trapped out"
I'm bricked up, I'm sticked out
Pack on me right now, my niggas never seen a fuckin' drought



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Writer(s): Richard Dortch
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