Pack lyrics
by Fiend
[Hook]
This that mothaf*ckin' pack, n*gga
This that mothaf*ckin' pack, n*gga
Got their ass with the scratch, n*gga
But they keep comin', and they keep comin' back
This that mothaf*ckin' pack, n*gga
I got that mothaf*ckin' pack, n*gga
Got their ass with the scratch, n*gga
Try to rob? Back, back, n*gga, back, back
[Verse 1]
Trappin', trappin' harder than a b*tch
Whip the 40 1 millimeter off of 36
n*gga f*ck what you heard, I was the [?] for 10
Now it's 350 a 28 [?] have your money straight
You the type of n*gga front out work, n*ggas don't ever pay
Shooters do you dirty, know the dot com is their resume
I get busy, don't hesitate
I'm heavy and you featherweight
Box Chevy on 28s, up and down the interstate
Smell still on me, prolly still got the scale
Tryna make it flip, it's either that or hit a lick
He took a hit and looked at me like, "What is this?"
[Hook]
This that mothaf*ckin' pack, n*gga
This that mothaf*ckin' pack, n*gga
Got their ass with the scratch, n*gga
But they keep comin', and they keep comin' back
This that mothaf*ckin' pack, n*gga
I got that mothaf*ckin' pack, n*gga
Got their ass with the scratch, n*gga
Try to rob? Back, back, n*gga, back, back