Pack So Loud
Yeah my pack so loud, yeah my pack so louder
Im smoking right now baby
Yeah my pack so loud, yeah my pack so louder
Im smoking right now baby
Yeah my pack so loud, yeah my pack so louder
Im smoking right now baby
Yeah my pack so loud, yeah my pack so louder
Im smoking right now baby
Pack loud, so loud, gun loud, oh now
Double cup, slowed up, pour up, blow that
Clean money, dirty money, bands on me, blow that
Dirty papa, all for safety, no stain, blow that
Roll up a double, where the bitches at
Every day Im mobile, gotta get that sack
Making blow a bag, and get that back
Your bitch turnt on, cause I press the start
Yes my lifes a movie, tell them press record
And my chicks foreign and so is my car
Im Leylas daddy, G star, G pip, maybe G star
Swag on my side, every day its east side
Im so used to winning balling like bitch odds
Quick to kill a nigga, hollum night creature
And need a detox addicted to that reefer
Yeah my pack so loud, yeah my pack so louder
Im smoking right now baby
Yeah my pack so loud, yeah my pack so louder
Im smoking right now baby
Yeah my pack so loud, yeah my pack so louder
Im smoking right now baby
Yeah my pack so loud, yeah my pack so louder
Im smoking right now baby
No man, no mouth, only loud, blow that
Foreign rolling, pockets swollen, picture me, call that
Mob no bread for me, she should already know that
Once a nigga bitch go for me
She dont really wanna go back
I prefer more head and body, kimolade, romance
Wailing violent, money piling, bitches smiling, drove ...
New piece, robbing gs, mumutee, so swag
This shit right here nigga, smoke a duff, toe tag
New cake gonna be old cake
Cause we steady spending that old cash
Car fast, money fast, get gas, blow gas
Cloud 9, high time, my time, always
Get cash, blow cash, blow gas, all day
Balling hard like athletes, but move game dont ball play
Amen to my niggas and them little times making tall cake
Riding round with no tints over them fuck boys
Let them all hate
Loud pack, hella bears, dirty soda, all great
Yeah my pack so loud, yeah my pack so louder
Im smoking right now baby
Yeah my pack so loud, yeah my pack so louder
Im smoking right now baby
Yeah my pack so loud, yeah my pack so louder
Im smoking right now baby
Yeah my pack so loud, yeah my pack so louder
Im smoking right now baby.
Im smoking right now baby
Yeah my pack so loud, yeah my pack so louder
Im smoking right now baby
Yeah my pack so loud, yeah my pack so louder
Im smoking right now baby
Yeah my pack so loud, yeah my pack so louder
Im smoking right now baby
Pack loud, so loud, gun loud, oh now
Double cup, slowed up, pour up, blow that
Clean money, dirty money, bands on me, blow that
Dirty papa, all for safety, no stain, blow that
Roll up a double, where the bitches at
Every day Im mobile, gotta get that sack
Making blow a bag, and get that back
Your bitch turnt on, cause I press the start
Yes my lifes a movie, tell them press record
And my chicks foreign and so is my car
Im Leylas daddy, G star, G pip, maybe G star
Swag on my side, every day its east side
Im so used to winning balling like bitch odds
Quick to kill a nigga, hollum night creature
And need a detox addicted to that reefer
Yeah my pack so loud, yeah my pack so louder
Im smoking right now baby
Yeah my pack so loud, yeah my pack so louder
Im smoking right now baby
Yeah my pack so loud, yeah my pack so louder
Im smoking right now baby
Yeah my pack so loud, yeah my pack so louder
Im smoking right now baby
No man, no mouth, only loud, blow that
Foreign rolling, pockets swollen, picture me, call that
Mob no bread for me, she should already know that
Once a nigga bitch go for me
She dont really wanna go back
I prefer more head and body, kimolade, romance
Wailing violent, money piling, bitches smiling, drove ...
New piece, robbing gs, mumutee, so swag
This shit right here nigga, smoke a duff, toe tag
New cake gonna be old cake
Cause we steady spending that old cash
Car fast, money fast, get gas, blow gas
Cloud 9, high time, my time, always
Get cash, blow cash, blow gas, all day
Balling hard like athletes, but move game dont ball play
Amen to my niggas and them little times making tall cake
Riding round with no tints over them fuck boys
Let them all hate
Loud pack, hella bears, dirty soda, all great
Yeah my pack so loud, yeah my pack so louder
Im smoking right now baby
Yeah my pack so loud, yeah my pack so louder
Im smoking right now baby
Yeah my pack so loud, yeah my pack so louder
Im smoking right now baby
Yeah my pack so loud, yeah my pack so louder
Im smoking right now baby.
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