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pack it up - peezy & yg teck lyrics

[intro:]
(yuh!)
(rasta)
i’m back out you heard me say you
heard me
(yes)

n*ggas ain’t having no motion n*ggas
need to pack it up (brokey!)
i made 300 off one phone n*gga add
me up (yes)
keep complaining bout numbers you
‘ont even grab enough (you ‘ont even
grab enough)
you got a bust down but you broke
n*ggas need to pack it up (i hate it)
get busy and get money for a fact it’s us
i like a fly b*tch with some money
attitude bad as f*ck (heyyyy) yes
n*gga think i can’t f*ck his b*tch tell
him bet a band
i got five thousand pounds in the air
and i bet they land (whoo)
i’m a high class trapper low numbers
on telegram
i sell dope and i sell pounds n*ggas
got settlements (bricky)
i;m in the booth scratching right now
pry need to take it slow
at least ten pounds i’ll never break a
bow

n*ggas ain’t having no motion n*ggas
need to pack it up (brokey!)
i made 300 off one phone n*gga add
me up (yes)
keep complaining bout nubers you
‘ont even grab enough (you ‘ont even
grab enough)
you got a bust down but you broke
n*ggas need to pack it up (i hate it)
b*tch bad but her n*gga cheap please
pack it up (brokey)
plain prezi brown face, i ain’t make
’em mad enough (ha!)
when n*ggas make they b*tches mad
i got money, patch it up (i do it)
a lor 200 every month, ion
ask for much (rasta)
still getting more got it coming, got
enough made (yes)
my b*tch bad now but if she leave
i’mma upgrade (i swear to god)
moncler, palm angels on, real dope
boy
i did sweats all week tomorrow i go
louis (he drippy)
tonight it’s one rule in the building
f*ck a broke boy
say you got them millies on your
mind won’t you go for it
a black truck on soho shopping
spend all day there
four thousand for a condo don’t
even stay there (that’s my life, yes)

n*ggas ain’t having no motion n*ggas
need to pack it up (brokey!)
i made 300 off one phone n*gga add
me up (yes)
keep complaining bout numbers you
‘ont even grab enough (you ‘ont even
grab enough)
you got a bust down but you broke
n*ggas need to pack it up (i hate it)
n*ggas ain’t having no motion n*ggas
need to pack it up (brokey!)
i made 300 off one phone n*gga add
me up (yes)
keep complaining bout number you
‘ont even grab enough (you ‘ont even
grab enough)
you got a busy down but you broke
n*ggas need to pack it up (i hate it)

- peezy yg teck lyrics

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