Pack Smoker Freestyle lyrics

by

Lil Droptop Golf Cart


[Intro]
Haha, yah
Aha, yea
Still get to the bands boy
What? What?

[Verse]
Ahah, ahah aye
I'm f*ckin' that b*tch haha
I'm f*ckin' her real good, ahah
And she suckin' on my balls, ahah
And I still got that cheese, haha
Pull up with the stick, yea haha
And I got the drum on the stick too boy aha
Y'all ain't pulling up to my f*ckin' block haha
I mean, I got those Obama runts
You ain't even got no Obama runts
Smokin' Obama runts
Aye now I'm high as sh*t
Smokin' on a xan
Now I feel like peter pan
b*tch I'm the man
Run up to yo b*tch with the sit in the sh*t yah
Run up aye, pullin' up wit the f*ckin' sh*t b*tch
Pack, back, attack, crack, slack, back, bat
Black Cadillac, bees knees, steeze
Sleeze, deez nuts, butts, guts, butts, butts
Obama runts, blunts, bunts
No baseball but I got bunts
Balls, calls, I'm makin' calls
Calls, smalls, Biggie smalls, Biggie
I was goin' in on that last part
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