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funeral – packgotmyeyeslow lyrics

[chorus]
pack got my eyes low
i’m wit’ some vile hoes
it ain’t really nothing
make that motherf+cker die slow
die, ho, hop up out my ride, ho
f+ck ’round, you gon’ die, bro
just wait til’ we slide though

[verse 1]
we at the grave, and we upping them poles at yo’ family
lil’ brodie, i swear that i’m sick
don’t be surprised when you looking down
and see me d+cking down, f+cking, and kissing yo’ b+tch
swear you a b+tch
everybody in ya’ own hood laughing that you got hit
all that work that you was putting in
i swear to god it really ain’t mean sh+t
p+ssy love to talk, tell him come test me
i’m in a foreign, swervin’ with my bestie
head shots, why you wearing yo’ vest, b?
bullet fly til’ that motherf+cker resting (yuh)
air it out, air it out, air it out, air it out
you know i’m airing that ho (yuh)
air it out, air it out, air it out, air it out
lil’ b+tch, i’m airing that ho
[chorus]
pack got my eyes low
i’m wit’ some vile hoes
it ain’t really nothing
make that motherf+cker die slow
die, ho, hop up out my ride, ho
f+ck ’round, you gon’ die, bro
just wait til’ we slide though

[verse 2]
motherf+cker want smoke, he can get it all night
he be wit’ sum white hoes, and them b+tches alt+right
wit’ a bad lil’ bih’, she can get it all night
shot that lil’ boy up, dressed in all white
he said, “put them guns down, put yo’ fists up, b+tch”
f+ck all ‘at sh+t, choppa lift up, b+tch
choppa on me shoot a b+tch up, b+tch
f+ck all ‘at talk, you ain’t wit nothin’, b+tch

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