Dblaxkk - Pack Lyrics

(You niggas is makin' a whole lot of noise)

These niggas apples, they can get jacked
We smokin' gas, he smokin' on blacks
I bring the pain, I'm feelin' like Max

We'll spray his block down, Like he puttin' on axe
I hit front to back and I pull out her tracks
You can call me a lineman I get to a sack
My brother ain't from Green Bay, but he got the pack
He related to sam, so you know he gon' tax

These niggas apples, they can get jacked
We smokin' gas, he smokin' on blacks
I bring the pain, I'm feelin' like Max

We'll spray his block down, Like he puttin' on axe
I hit front to back and I pull out her tracks
You can call me a lineman I get to a sack
My brother ain't from Green Bay, but he got the pack
He related to sam, so you know he gon' tax (Tax)

I play with them racks like Serena
My sister beat shit how, Ike beat Tina
Just met a bad bitch, she from Argentina

She ride dick on her toes, call her ballerina (ballerina)
I feel it Autumn!, ridin' around with my Nina (Nina, Fa)
We just drop bombs on the opp shit like Hiroshima (BOOM)
Went to the jungle as cubs, and we came out hyenas

I'm a wizard, that stick, you can call me Selena (S-Selena)
And I'm talkin' Gomez (Gomez)
Niggas be funny like Lopez (George)
Get rid of the body like Joe Did (Goldberg)

I'm goin' up like a elevator
Count gwuap so fast, I'm a human calculator (Beep,Beep)
Nigga never wanna tell the truth, he a fabricator (Liar)
I give him one shot out, this nine not like I play for the bengals

I keep me an iron, my clothes still wrinkle (wrinkled)
I stack up my chips like Pringles (Pringle, Pringle's)
I know money comin' in cause my right hand tingle (it's itching')
It's itchin', I mean my right hand itchin (it's itching')

I shoot the Glock, you know I ain't missin
Bullets comin' fast like I'm at the Mound Pitchin'
Pole leave a nigga mama cryin' cause he missin (she cryin')
Pole leave a nigga ass' swimming eith the fishes (he swimmin')

If I shoot the Glock, you know I ain't missin (woo)
The bullets comin' fast like I'm at the Mount Pitchin (woo, woo)

These niggas apples, they can get jacked
We smokin' gas, he smokin' on blacks
I bring the pain, I'm feelin' like Max

We'll spray his block down, Like he puttin' on axe
I hit front to back and I pull out her tracks
You can call me a lineman I get to a sack
My brother ain't from Green Bay, but he got the pack
He related to sam, so you know he gon' tax

These niggas apples, they can get jacked
We smokin' gas, he smokin' on blacks
I bring the pain, I'm feelin' like Max

We'll spray his block down, Like he puttin' on axe
I hit front to back and I pull out her tracks
You can call me a lineman I get to a sack
My brother ain't from Green Bay, but he got the pack
He related to sam, so you know he gon' tax (Tax)

And I'm talkin' Gomez (Selena)
Niggas be funny like Lopez (George)
Get rid of the body like Joe Did (Goldberg)
I give him one shot out, the nine not like I play for the bengals
Bullets comin' fast like I'm at the Mound Pitchin (I'm on the mound pitchin, I'm on the mound pitchin')
Pole leave a nigga mama cryin' cause he missin (she cryin')
Pole leave a nigga ass' swimming eith the fishes (he swimmin')