Lyrics Pack - Tafia

Pack

Niggas always screamin smoke until you turn them to a pack
We peeped the play, He sent his bitch, we smacked her up then sent her back
You take some, there’s no negotiating, we don’t want it back
You got 24 hours to meet yo maker bitch u getting whacked
Thirty shots up in the clip, up close, ain’t no hit or miss
Bussing with my arm on top my watch, had to guard my wrist
Throwing all these ones across the club, all you hear is swish
Serve a opp these hollow tips just tell your dawgs don’t even tip
Riding with them dracos catch a fabo make you lean & drop
Don’t brag about no guns with me we pulld up with like thirty Glocks
That heat pop I’m bussing til the hat stop
I’ll crush a nigga re-rock, we cutting through like D-block (Ruff Rydin)
Shootin shit that sound off like a dump truck when I pull the clutch
Flipped em out the car he almost made it, but his leg was stuck
I’m coming masked up, I come gassed up if I pull a chase
Leave you ass up, I couldn’t pass up you was in the way
Ima beast up in the jungle you the ant behind the rock
Got the ball and didn’t fumble outcome was a icy watch
Icey chain, iced my wrist out, then ice my bitch out
I took 7 years on the chin betta not let that snitch out
This shit for real, I won’t scare no nigga but I shoot to kill
I’m in the field, bitch you ain’t no gangsta if you finna squeal
I’m cold fareal, put my wrist around her and she got the chills
Had to feel, ass smooth like the head on lil bill
Niggas always screamin smoke until you turn them to a pack
We peeped the play, He sent his bitch, we smacked her up then sent her back
You take something, there’s no negotiating, we don’t want it back
You got 24 hours to meet your maker bitch you getting whacked
Thirty shots up in the clip, up close, ain’t no hit or miss
Bussing with my arm on top my watch, had to guard my wrist
Throwing all these ones across the club, all you hear is swish
Serve a opp these hollow tips just tell ya dawgs don’t even tip