lil lyko – two packs (ft. halo ronz) lyrics
[intro]
(police, fire, and emergy medical services will be unavailable until seven am when the purge concludes, blessed be our new founding fathers, and america, a nation reborn, may god be with you all)
lil lyko, halo ronz, up in the mix, we know how to get sh+t goin, we know how to get sh+t goin, we know how to get sh+t goin
[verse 1: lil lyko]
two shots, bro really thought he was shooting at tupac
flew back, up in the crib an i’m smokin’ up two packs
who that? i don’t know man, just move mags
grabbin the sh+t an i do that
uppin’ this b+tch with a new mag
extended the clip, comin’ thru that
come to yo crib an we move that
“when we don’t get the sh+t, we just be boofin”
talkin’ that sh+t man you so f+ckin’ goofy
finna call your boy mickey, huh, tell his ass to remove you
kick yo ass, take a doo+doo
take a sh+t, like it’s poo+poo
take a l!ck, comin’ thru+thru
pokémon, like i’m mew+two
yo f+ckin’ benefits aren’t as mutual
finna get it in the back of the usual
clappin’ that ass make her screamin’ amusable
and she be playin’ my music too
f+ckin that b+tch in the back of a vertible
makin sh+t terminal i’m finna turn it on
thinkin’ i’m using her i bet she working on
said i’m abusive i say you projecting, hon’
[verse 2: halo ronz]
b+tch, i feel like a demon, uh
man i be choppin’ you b+tches up
then i hit you with that ak47
b+tches finna get to clappin (b+tch)
bodies finna get to droppin (b+tch)
put you in a f+ckin’ coffin (b+tch)
d+mn, b+tch, you better finna get to breathin’
i’ma send yo ass to the hospital
b+tch you better get to breathing
b+tch i’m feeling like a demon
wooh, wooh
i said wooh
i said wooh
b+tch do not f+ck with covsquad
let me tell you my name (shout out covsquad)
b+tch i’m f+ckin’ halo ronz
and i’m really in the studio (halo ronz)
b+tch i eat that p+ssy like some f+ckin’ booty holes
you’s a mother f+ckin’ b+tch
i be feeling like the grinch (wooh)
call me trippie redd (b+tch)
i’ma shoot you in ya head (b+tch)
fill you up, with that lead (b+tch)
b+tches they be walkin with the dead
mf claiming that they really want to pull up with the chopper
b+tch i keep on rapping everyday
b+tch i pull up with the chilli (b+tch)
b+tches they be gettin chilly (b+tch)
b+tch it’s really hot in here (b+tch)
i’ma leave yo body in here (b+tch)
oh, ugh
grrah
grrah
boom!
grrah
grrah
grrahh
boom!
b+tch, yeah yall already know what it is, shout out lil lyko, shout out halo ronz, shout out to myself i mean, you know what i’m saying
we makin’ banger trakes out here, tracks i mean
f+ck, i’m a lil tipsey
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