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packgod - boo thang lyrics

[leg]
gang

[chorus: leg]
shawty bad she my boo thang
i be runnin’ up the check like usain
i don’t give a f+ck
i don’t wanna find love no more tryna find me some new thangs
yuh
gotta whip like bruce wayne
we be running ’round town, yeah, the coupé
i don’t give a f+ck
no more run around town with a jayco look i ain’t even finna like

[verse 1: packgod]
nah
i ain’t even tryna f+ck like this
like with a bag ima go in a couple fits
i’m in a jag, everybody tryna run my sh+t
i’mma hold a heat so i gotta keep the oven mit
it’s like that
b+tch i know i’ve been up and sh+t
[inaudible]
and like tag, everybody wanna touch my sh+t
though a couple months and no body f+ck with it
why you mad why you acting like an assh0l+
no sweat when you livin’ in the shadows
i gotta keep the arm up on me for the death blow
it’s packgod never ran with the pack hoe
b+tch i’m in the trap+o its the way it had to be
i gotta bussle everybody wanna tackle me
i’m in the head yeah living in the ayeadame
i got a clip for [inaudible]
[inaudible]
i was only getting x when i was f+ckin’ up my tutor
i’m just laughin’ at the people who is callin’ me a loser
she want it back
cause you know i got the goods
i don’t know if i should
and it’s so much gas
i had to live with the hood
tryna find out whats good
[chorus: leg]
shawty bad she my boo thang
i be runnin’ up the check like usain
i don’t give a f+ck
i don’t wanna find love no more tryna find me some new thangs
yuh
gotta whip like bruce wayne
we be running ’round town, yeah, the coupé
i don’t give a f+ck
no more run around town with a jayco look i ain’t even finna like

[verse 2: lex pain]
i ain’t even finna like “hold up”
aye
if you got the trick ima pull up with the blade
she said “i just want you to be okay.”
i said “baby thank god for the dead cause+” (yuh)
next day [inaudible] i promise
i got some brothers who died for my honors
[inaudible] they cared about us but they know d+mn well
[inaudible]

so they know that they can’t out+run me
[inaudible] (haha) swiftly
[inaudible]
give me one reason that i’m comin’ down your mother f+ckin’ chimney
making music for myself, they don’t gotta feel me
tell ’em they can make it too, they ain’t gotta end me
that should only keep your pockets empty
go and get that money boy theirs plenty
(you feel me?)

- packgod lyrics

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