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two packs (ft. halo ronz) - lil lyko lyrics

[intro]
(police, fire, and emergy medical services will be unavailable until seven am when the purge concludes, blessed be our new founding fathers, and america, a nation reborn, may god be with you all)

lil lyko, halo ronz, up in the mix, we know how to get sh*t goin, we know how to get sh*t goin, we know how to get sh*t goin

[verse 1: lil lyko]
two shots, bro really thought he was shooting at tupac
flew back, up in the crib an i’m smokin’ up two packs
who that? i don’t know man, just move mags
grabbin the sh*t an i do that
uppin’ this b*tch with a new mag
extended the clip, comin’ thru that
come to yo crib an we move that
“when we don’t get the sh*t, we just be boofin”
talkin’ that sh*t man you so f*ckin’ goofy
finna call your boy mickey, huh, tell his ass to remove you

kick yo ass, take a doo*doo
take a sh*t, like it’s poo*poo
take a l!ck, comin’ thru*thru
pokémon, like i’m mew*two

yo f*ckin’ benefits aren’t as mutual
finna get it in the back of the usual
clappin’ that ass make her screamin’ amusable
and she be playin’ my music too
f*ckin that b*tch in the back of a vertible
makin sh*t terminal i’m finna turn it on
thinkin’ i’m using her i bet she working on
said i’m abusive i say you projecting, hon’

[verse 2: halo ronz]
b*tch, i feel like a demon, uh
man i be choppin’ you b*tches up
then i hit you with that ak47
b*tches finna get to clappin (b*tch)
bodies finna get to droppin (b*tch)
put you in a f*ckin’ coffin (b*tch)
d*mn, b*tch, you better finna get to breathin’
i’ma send yo ass to the hospital
b*tch you better get to breathing
b*tch i’m feeling like a demon
wooh, wooh
i said wooh
i said wooh
b*tch do not f*ck with covsquad
let me tell you my name (shout out covsquad)
b*tch i’m f*ckin’ halo ronz
and i’m really in the studio (halo ronz)
b*tch i eat that p*ssy like some f*ckin’ booty holes

you’s a mother f*ckin’ b*tch
i be feeling like the grinch (wooh)
call me trippie redd (b*tch)
i’ma shoot you in ya head (b*tch)
fill you up, with that lead (b*tch)
b*tches they be walkin with the dead
mf claiming that they really want to pull up with the chopper
b*tch i keep on rapping everyday
b*tch i pull up with the chilli (b*tch)
b*tches they be gettin chilly (b*tch)
b*tch it’s really hot in here (b*tch)
i’ma leave yo body in here (b*tch)
oh, ugh
grrah
grrah
boom!
grrah
grrah
grrahh
boom!
b*tch, yeah yall already know what it is, shout out lil lyko, shout out halo ronz, shout out to myself i mean, you know what i’m saying
we makin’ banger trakes out here, tracks i mean
f*ck, i’m a lil tipsey

- lil lyko lyrics

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