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packs - florence mayez lyrics

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[chorus]
yeah, west end when i trap them packs
hey, all i wanted was some cash
hey, you be hatin’ ’cause you mad
all the time, like on my grind, you n*ggas got no class (hey)
stay yo’ stupid ass in class (hey)
always hit my line to match, hey
but you never got no gas
all the time, like on my ma, you n*ggas got no class

[verse]
and that’s on me, my n*gga, mom, and all my g’s
can’t f*ck with the drill, no love for triple c’s
was last year when i was broke, i roamed the streets
cut ’em off, then go pop me some ecstasy
hey, ain’t no time for enemies
n*ggas fake, i swear to god thеy blendin’ in
run this sh*t, could call my ass the presidеnt
n*ggas be so fake, i swear that god be pressin’ ’em
yeah, on my momma, oh my god
hey, pray to god i don’t get shot
vacuum seal that sh*t and don’t get caught
’cause minnesota hot, bunch of n*ggas getting dropped

[chorus]
yeah, west end when i trap them packs
hey, all i wanted was some cash
hey, you be hatin’ ’cause you mad
all the time, like on my grind, you n*ggas got no class (hey)
stay yo’ stupid ass in class (hey)
always hit my line to match, hey
but you never got no gas
all the time, like on my ma, you n*ggas got no class
[outro]
hey, had a stash up in the back end (back end)
e called me up but that was past tense (that was past tense)
i was stuck there wondering what happened (what happened)
knew he wasn’t cappin’, had to get ’em, catch ’em lackin’

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