PACKIN
Glenn Dale
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Packin our bags stack 'em all in the vans Money propelin like home ceiling fans Keepin us cool in this hell that we in She looks better in person than what's seen onna Gram Approachin this cutie choose her over others December it is so you know that I'm cuffin White tee and grey sweats yeah is all dat I'm wearin Her face went from gazin to starin she daring Applyin some pressure yeah that will impress her I don't get no better (Nah nah) It can't get no better she started undressin Her face started sweatin She actin all green but she suckin my penis Two hands on that shit vacuum up all the semen Is it love is it lust while i'm diggin her guts And I tell her I needah 'er We be runnin a fever Like Covid we got Wrist frosty like flakes inna box New coat is a limited drop Fake shooters ain't Steph wit the Glock You be talkin like you got them tools You be talkin like you Q the Fool You be talkin like you catch a body And you gone stand tall when you in there with goons My lil bitch done said you ain't even active Only thing you be on is acting Yo name is New Era, Mitchell and Ness, Lids cuz nigga You always be cappin She be slurpin and suckin me big fettuccine Hakuna Matata whenever we busy I'm done seeing her going back to my city I don't go be in clubs Man that shit don't be litty They say I can't rap Hear this flow movin swiftly A luxury Bentley I hate that you hate to see me keep on winning I won't even stop till I reach mountain top And I ain't gonna flop Only bangers I drop On yo head Feel the lead Yeah this music I feel In my bones in my soul All these words take control Like a fire I glow My life is now exposed The ones I hate the most Are the ones who don't know So I'm sleepin and plottin This anger this rage it be burnin Me deeply with 3rd degree aim Soulja and Bread yeah they know bout my pain The hoes I was seein were thunder the drama dark clouds full of rain Keyboard my life I be pressin for space I cook by myself Only me in the stew I'm stirrin my pot don't be touchin my soup I ain't been on liquor This Tussin will do My ex had me heart got it back here's the proof Intensified raps in the year 22 While you laughin at me I'll be countin to you 1, 2, 3, 4 My money done grew Like an elephant's tooth 5, 6, 7, 8. you still hungry and broke Go get you a plate Feelin all better Get this outta my system no stressin Packin some weapons Got my MacBook and mic Smith and Wessons. Yeah
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