Crew
The Bulk Pak
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Yo, this The Bulk Pak crew This is what we do, ugh Yo yo, yo Me and Zach, we the Bulk Pak Better fall back, got the collab To collapse motherfuckers We rip on a full track No co-sign You're pulling no numbers Not enough to even call back Get hit with a bulk line F*ck your bars, they don't match To us, they don't stack Now I'm all mad Think you all dope But you all sad We got the map, no cap To find that you're no catch The cold of shoulder of mine You know where the chip at No need to remind Don't give a f*ck About whatcha say I'll pop you open like a bag of lays So stay on your side of the line Step past and get nothing But the punchline Ha, no set up Motherfuckers get wet up No style in your get up It's a fallout when we go all out With the call outs All these motherfuckers turn out To be all mouth Yo, go back to living under your Fucking rock son We're The Bulk Pak crew This is what we do, yeah We don't f*ck with you, no F*ck around and get knocked Down (Low/whoa) This is how we do Better move or move right through Yuh, Yeah, Yeah Pop off on the track I blow up like Osama (Osama, boom) Yeah, I brought that gas You smoke up like a sauna (Sauna) You talk your shit but Boy I like drama (Drama) Yeah, Bulk Pak pull up Now you deal with the trauma (Trauma) You don't want none of that You don't want smoke (Smoke, no smoke) When The Bulk Pak pull up Make you look like a joke (Joke) I got a tat of myself and it's a goat (Goat) My bank is too big I won't ever go broke (Broke, nah) You pray for my fall and I land on my wallet (Wallet) The shit is so fat it keeps Stretching my pocket (Pocket) I get the cheque, hit the bank and deposit You talking mad shit But you never make profit (No profit) Don't stare at my watch It might make you go blind Damn it's so shiny You can't tell the time (Nope) You wish you could have it But you don't ever grind Man yet all of you haters I'll just leave behind (See ya) You cannot f*ck the crew We The Bulk Pak (Nah) You wanna join but You won't get the call back (Brrr) Can't even talk to you lames Y'all be on crack And you keep running your mouth That is so wack (Wack) Man, don't f*ck around You'll get rocked (Rocked) son Go back home you greasy bum Knock your lights out Now you looking dumb (Stupid) Frozen like a stone So you can't run (Run) Yuh
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