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Packin' Out Dem Rolls Video (MV)




Performed By: E4$ Spud
Language: English
Length: 2:57
Written by: Akili Moore




E4$ Spud - Packin' Out Dem Rolls Lyrics




I'm still wit the shit
They know how it goes

Spittin shit to sell out the arena
Packin' out them rows

I'm still
I'm still wit my woes
Countin up bankrolls

Yu gon talk ya shit
Up the stick
A still a throw em bows

We play
Freeze tag with the Glock
Don't get froze

He was actin like a child
After while
Wipe his nose

We go
Steve Nash with rock
Give an go

Bitch I'm flyer then a raven
Bout that murder like a crow

Bitch you plottin
We put 2an2 together play it slow

Planting money seeds
An you know tlc a make it grow

Only one of me
These bitches lovin' me
From head to toe

Thank she like the way I move
She keep tryna drive the boat

Lyrically off the deep end
I'm in the boof Geronimo

I got the scoop
He playin stoopid
Shid I gotta let know

Ain't no war
We gon end it
Waayy before they get to go

I'm like a chimney in bitch
Lor nigga know I'm bout dat smoke

40 glock
A Knock the Adams apple
Out a a nigga throat

Winter time a nigga stumbled
Summer time I went for broke
Now I'm winnin

I got 1234 racks in these denims
An got 5678 bitches wan get in em

Free spazz
That my nigga
You iont want him on ya ass

That the killa
Walk em down
What's a villain to a mask

It's Margiela when trap
Getcha paper bitch an drag

Nigga everything 4 $ale
Even you a get Priiice tagged!

Iont see no Nigga f*ckin wit me
Perfecting my craft
Iont boast an Iont brag

I jus spit that shit an laugh

Spittin shit to sell out the arena
Ballin on they ass

Thank I got my momma proud of me
Whatever she want I grab

I'm still wit the shit
They know how it goes

Spittin shit to sell out the arena
Packin' out them rows

I'm still
I'm still wit my woes
Countin up bankrolls

Yu gon talk ya shit
Up the stick
A still a throw em bows

We play
Freeze tag with the Glock
Don't get froze

He was actin like a child
After while
Wipe his nose

We go
Steve Nash with rock
Give an go

Bitch I'm flyer then a raven
Bout that murder like a crow
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I'm still wit the shit
They know how it goes

Spittin shit to sell out the arena
Packin' out them rows

I'm still
I'm still wit my woes
Countin up bankrolls

Yu gon talk ya shit
Up the stick
A still a throw em bows

We play
Freeze tag with the Glock
Don't get froze

He was actin like a child
After while
Wipe his nose

We go
Steve Nash with rock
Give an go

Bitch I'm flyer then a raven
Bout that murder like a crow

Bitch you plottin
We put 2an2 together play it slow

Planting money seeds
An you know tlc a make it grow

Only one of me
These bitches lovin' me
From head to toe

Thank she like the way I move
She keep tryna drive the boat

Lyrically off the deep end
I'm in the boof Geronimo

I got the scoop
He playin stoopid
Shid I gotta let know

Ain't no war
We gon end it
Waayy before they get to go

I'm like a chimney in bitch
Lor nigga know I'm bout dat smoke

40 glock
A Knock the Adams apple
Out a a nigga throat

Winter time a nigga stumbled
Summer time I went for broke
Now I'm winnin

I got 1234 racks in these denims
An got 5678 bitches wan get in em

Free spazz
That my nigga
You iont want him on ya ass

That the killa
Walk em down
What's a villain to a mask

It's Margiela when trap
Getcha paper bitch an drag

Nigga everything 4 $ale
Even you a get Priiice tagged!

Iont see no Nigga f*ckin wit me
Perfecting my craft
Iont boast an Iont brag

I jus spit that shit an laugh

Spittin shit to sell out the arena
Ballin on they ass

Thank I got my momma proud of me
Whatever she want I grab

I'm still wit the shit
They know how it goes

Spittin shit to sell out the arena
Packin' out them rows

I'm still
I'm still wit my woes
Countin up bankrolls

Yu gon talk ya shit
Up the stick
A still a throw em bows

We play
Freeze tag with the Glock
Don't get froze

He was actin like a child
After while
Wipe his nose

We go
Steve Nash with rock
Give an go

Bitch I'm flyer then a raven
Bout that murder like a crow
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Writer: Akili Moore
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