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all the shit you recorded too
It couldn’t get in my whip if I drove an Uber
Catch me stackin' these chips on my shoulders
My soul got some layers off in

Welcome back to another
Filler episode
Baby girl go pack your bag
We headed to the beach
It's filler season, non cannon,
Shit ain't new to me.
Two

the pack gone turn me and throw me back
Need you some know where it's at Tryna run it up and get out this trap
On this Addy gettin ratchet Goin hard like

Disappear like powder, got my haters looking sour

Had to tell em catch up brodie finna catch em
Running with my swag finna get you lit up
Put him in a pack

Haha
It's KaiLo
Go ahead and pack up 'cause we going for a drive
Feeling kindy fly with a shorty by my side
We ridin' through the night
Yeah we

Game by the ounce like them Packs of loud
With some amps in the back and the slap is poundin
Residual stacks so its racks we countin
If you pitch it

I used to be hunted hunted by the Pack
Any time any reason anywhere they would confront me
So I would turn my back
So they would taunt and tease

My cup half filled
For now, you can catch me on The Ave still

The Avenue
Where I'll be walking by solo
Stop and chunk a deuce at a cholo
Yeah I'm from

So Ruff

MC Eiht

N' My Neighborhood

2000

packs, pack straps, quarters and halfs
16, double the stash, you do the math		(2x)

[ VERSE 2 ]
I guess my mind's on the track, gotta get me a stack
And in

come mismatched
Stop callin' for your bitch back
Glock right by my six-pack
I'm poppin' Percs like Tic-Tacs
Can't lie, I got my shit snatched
But I

me and you are different (grrah, grrah, bah)
Catch me a pack and go sleep like I didn't (bah)
Boot off the door, then beat off the 4s, hope we end

Southern Hospitality

Mr. Quikk

Murda Murda

2001

clothes, pretty ass toes
Oh, how I love these pretty ass hoes
Pretty ass, high class, anything goes
Catch 'em in the club throwing pretty ass 'bows
Long

at a [bitch]

Steady lookin back

It's a [nigga's] way to get away

I've been workin all week, now it's time to play

So light the blunt up and crack a six pack

straw in my teeth
Disassociated but complete
Wait, lemme catch that beat
Looking like a whole snack
Sitting by myself casting side eyes at Shake Shack

BETCHA BY GOLLY WOW

There's a spark of magic in your eyes
Candyland appears each time you smile
Never thought that fairytales came true
But they

lemonade
Cold can 12 pack fighting off a heat wave
No way we ain't having us a good day
Put the phones down turn the dial up
Catch a buzz and a bass with

J'ai dépassé le Mach un
Je suis synchronisé comme dans Space Pack
Oui bitch
Mon matos tiens dans mon Eastpack
Oui bitch

Drill Catch

Gift of the Magi

Joni Mitchell

Night in the City: Radio Broadcast 1968

2015

I remember Monday
Rising up to pack his lunch
We kissed goodbye saying
What a foolish girl was I
Saying, what a fool was she
Near the store

We really killing opps sum they not about
We spinning block to block Pop out at your house
Pack the mac and glocks sum not about
We aiming to the top

to a motherfuckin' dime
Selling them packs just send it through chime
You can get lynched like a motherfuckin' lion
Bitch I'm finna blow like a motherfuckin' mine
Like

Diamonds on horizon
Know to you it look like rain
Pack yo umbrella
It's a stormy stormy day
I just called my plug  up he can't front Me anything
She

of this pack down
Some money was coming I needed it fast
Taking some risk tryna make it out
Taking some risk being selfish as shit
Really tryna put mom in

the club she throwing that ass
I catch it you only stare
Take her home and pull her by her hair
That pussy balled she use nair
Underarms she also use it

a  kneelin'
And you can catch me in P.A.T cast shadows like a building
It's the killsmith lopin' outta Texas 
Reckless strutin' to them millions
Say it till