a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

pakk got ur nose? (pakkman 3) - 04sam lyrics

scope him out he get cracked with the chrome
b*tch im smoking exotic i lag off the dro
said we doin a drill grab my flak and we go
i make money of grass but u kno i dont mow
yea my puffer all black serving snow in the snow
n i need me a bag just to show at ur show
silencer on the mac u get zoed on the low
spider whip on the track push 110 in the rove’
i asked bro whats the strain he said “purpp monkey b*lls”
take 1000ug i dissolve in the walls
real american psycho do lines in the stalls
i zoom fast in the h*llcat make him sh*t in his draws
n i sense that she mad getting call after call
big ass arp it make him sprawl then he crawl
n that chick think that we gon get married but she aint get no ring just like that lil bih is chris paul

n i walk around keepin its strapped n some people get mad n they staring n saying its scary
but u kno if i do not carry im the one that they’ll bury n i wanna live till im married
they get shot if they f*cking wit harry
im poppin her cherry
move the pack overseas like a ferry
b*tch im more of a goat not a lamb like im mary
b*tch im smoking on payton so shoutout to g*

if u mad that im smoking the pakk got ur nose
n my pants always baggy they sag to the toes
n u say ur sh*t real but ur ack rly froze
i wake up smoke a blunt make a rack then i doze
now they bitcrush they sh*t and they jack all my flows
got a boujee lil b*tch smoking thrax outta rose
i might rly blow up off this rap yeah who knows
b*tch i keep me a whacka u lack u get blown
scope him out he get cracked with the chrome
b*tch im smoking exotic i lag off the dro
said we doin a drill grab my flak and we go
i make money of grass but u kno i dont mow
yea my puffer all black serving snow in the snow
n i need me a bag just to show at ur show
silencer on the mac u get zoed on the low
spider whip on the track push 110 in the rove’

i asked bro whats the strain he said “purpp monkey b*lls”
take 1000ug i dissolve in the walls
real american psycho do lines in the stalls
i zoom fast in the h*llcat make him sh*t in his draws
n i sense that she mad getting call after call
big ass arp it make him sprawl then he crawl
n that chick think that we gon get married but she aint get no ring just like that lil bih is chris paul

got a lil .22 strapped at even the mall
u should call me sam jokic the way that i ball!
everyday i go up how tf could i fall!
the police caught me sellin i better call saul!
say u are what u eat eatting shrimp i aint small!
all i need is the nic and the weed and the daw
got like 2 grams of gushers stuffed up in the raw
send the gc ur song all im seeing is ha
n i walk around keepin its strapped n some people get mad n they staring n saying its scary
but u kno if i do not carry im the one that they’ll bury n i wanna live till im married
they get shot if they f*cking wit harry
im poppin her cherry
move the pack overseas like a ferry
b*tch im more of a goat not a lamb like im mary
b*tch im smoking on payton so shoutout to gary

- 04sam lyrics

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular