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nephew texas boy – pack landed @ 808 lyrics

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[intro]
wake up early sippin this sh-t (ok, ok)
for real…
for real, for real
(come on!)

[chorus]
aye, okay okay okay okay
the plug called, said the pack landed at 8:08
pour a pint, drink the pain away away away
i can’t f-ck no dusty b-tch no way, no way, no way
reagan era, selling base like its ’88
diamonds red like they rain, they rain, they rain, they rain
since i got famous all my friends they changed, they changed, they changed
and i can’t never f-ck with them n-gg-s never again

[verse 1]
sell a b-tch a dream, just like i sell cocaine
i’m a pimp magic juan in his younger days
try to rob, you get killed, that’s the price you pay
benihana, yum yum sauce, chicken shrimp and steak
hi tech and sprite, d-mn i love the taste
murder one on that p-ssy like a open case
a thousand ones, i just throwed away, away, away
spend that sh-t up and let’s get it back today, today
all my n-gg-s got dreads like we in haiti
if i f-ck that b-tch you best believe she pay me
you got the coodest b-tch, i think you might have rabies
percocets got me itchin’ like it’s scabies
diamonds on water, bring the jetskis
instagram countin’ money made them hate me
b-tch i’m savage just like 21
posted in that trap house with like twenty guns

[chorus]
aye, okay okay okay okay
the plug called, said the pack landed at 8:08
pour a pint, drink the pain away away away
i can’t f-ck no dusty b-tch no way, no way, no way
reagan era, selling base like its ’88
diamonds red like they rain, they rain, they rain, they rain
since i got famous all my friends they changed, they changed, they changed
and i can’t never f-ck with them n-gg-s never again

[verse 2]
sold a brick, hit the jeweler, flooded out the bracelet
christian loub, jimmy choos, gucci shoes, my lady
philip lim, j-panese, i don’t do no basic
b cups, -ss shots, gave that b-tch a face lift
i can build a b-tch like a old school
put a hoe on the track like she pro tools
try me is what you won’t do
make sure i don’t trust you
that nephy finna rob you
all my trap houses they got burglar bars
i’m richer than a b-tch i got like 30 cars
i got like 30 broads
made a laid back in the wraith, and gazed up at the stars
diamonds in my watch look like crack rocks
ballin’ on these n-gg-s bring the black top
burnin’ kush like its woodstock
ak47 with the wood stop

[chorus]
aye, okay okay okay okay
the plug called, said the pack landed at 8:08
pour a pint, drink the pain away away away
i can’t f-ck no dusty b-tch no way, no way, no way
reagan era, selling base like its ’88
diamonds red like they rain, they rain, they rain, they rain
since i got famous all my friends they changed, they changed, they changed
and i can’t never f-ck with them n-gg-s never again



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