lil $wagkills - pack out lyrics
[verse 1]
take a n+gga sh+t if he talkin reckless on my dogs
spot me a opp ima make sure he dead
if you ain’t gettin guap n+gga dont come around
my b+tches tote semi automatics
knock a p+ssy n+gga out
ima do him like mike
if you wanna get technical ima bring out the glock
i ain’t blueface but im spendin blues at the strip club
hoes tryna play me they get a uber home
ima hit and dip on the hoe
opp n+gga think he was sl!ck until i hit him wit the k
buy yo b+tch some balenciaga shoes
n+ggas get packed out
[verse 2]
these lil n+ggas ain’t on my levеl
talk down on swag ima hit ya
getting them racks boy ion gotta rob
when i f+ck on yo b+tch shе screamin
she shakin ass while im throwin racks
n+gga talking out of his mouth he get socked out
my n+ggas throw up c’s but im not crippin
u tryna beef wit me stop it
diss on my name get done quick
he talkin foul he will never live again
once i smack her ima boot her
they hit up my line for some racks ion got it
[verse 3]
these n+ggas claim they hard stop it
they sneak diss on keyboards
my n+ggas slidin like ninja turtles
talkin that hot sh+t ima knock off yo top
762s rip his heart out
hoe tryna kick it wit me i tell her bounce
ima trap until i get the guap
how did i make 20 bands in one day
that n+gga a loser he need some shooters
boujee ass b+tch i take her shoppin
then she give me that head
once she see my chains she wanna slob on them
my n+ggas hoppin out where his top at
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