Packinn

Holdon, nigga try to catch me lacking
Got the chop, you know it's packing
Run up on me you get hit bitch the money is what I'm stacking
Fuck your bitch from the back nigga you know that ass is clapping
We inside the trap house, bitch you already know we trapping

When his ass is dead, get to the funeral plan
Stacking up money bitch, but you know imma young man
This choppa get to the spraying shit
Bitch, like it's a spray can
If I don't got my blicky whack that nigga with a frying pan
(Gang)

Nigga try to catch me lacking
Got the chop, you know it's packing
Run up on me you get hit bitch the money is what I'm stacking
Fuck your bitch from the back nigga you know that ass is clapping
We inside the trap house, bitch you already know we trapping
Holdon, nigga try to catch me lacking
Got the chop, you know it's packing
Run up on me you get hit bitch the money is what I'm stacking
Fuck your bitch from the back nigga you know that ass is clapping
We inside the trap house, bitch you already know we trapping

Unn, Yeah
Yeah you know we trapping
Try to run up on the gang this Glock goin get to clapping
Yeah I'm in the trap
So you can try to catch me rackie stacking
Unn, Yeah
No monopoly
Ouu, band's different colors
So who in poverty?
Never been broke down in my life, I always found a way
Try something stupid it's just goin end with a rainy day
Unn, Yeah
Yeah that's what I'm on
These hoes stupid. Next day, he ain't make it home
Run up on my brother try to up it
But I hit his dome
Rule #1 don't ever let a nigga use your phone
Rule #2 don't ever let a nigga use your chrome
Rule #3 always keep your bros around you
Tho-
Thought I was lacking now I'm "Packinn"
They trynna clown who?
Ran up in this party with this Glock I'm trynna act a fool
Thought I was lacking now I'm "Packinn"
They trynna clown who?
Ran up in this party with this Glock I'm trynna act a fool

He thought I was lacking run up on him
Shot his ass with the tool, he know I'm a demon with this chrome
I'm trynna act a fool
Your bitch is a eater she eat that shit up like it's seafood
This Glock gotta beam bitch, it'll leave your ass see through
Rule #4 never tell your girl your fucking lo'
Rule #5 I'll smack a nigga if he try
Rule #6 never hesitate to kill the bitch
I'll kill a nigga with the stick
Put him in a ditch
If a pussy nigga try, bitch you know we hit him in his shit
I'm with the gang trynna take sum flicks
Trynna catch a lick

Run up on me you get hit, bitch we hit you in your shit
(Gang)

Nigga try to catch me lacking
Got the chop, you know it's packing
Run up on me you get hit bitch, the money is what I'm stacking
Fuck your bitch from the back nigga, you know that ass is clapping
We inside the trap house, bitch you already know we trapping

Unn, Yeah
Yeah you know we trapping
Try to run up on the gang this Glock goin get to clapping
Fuck your bitch from the back nigga you know that ass is clapping



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