"Area 51 (PackMix)" lyrics
BigKayBeezy & Bfb Da Packman Lyrics
"Area 51 (PackMix)"
Grrah (Ayy, CR), baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow
Baow, baow, baow (Grrah)
Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow
Moon Rock from outer space
New Glock from out the state (Baow, baow)
Two shots will rock his face (Brr, baow)
Straight up pickpockets
Takin' shit straight out your pocket, ayy
My block a army base (Gang)
This ain't no normal place
We don't tote normal Dracs (Grrah)
And I'm gon stay the same, don't get popped through this Baping Ape (Baow, baow)
Can't even trust your gang, might get you popped and take your place (Brr, baow, baow)
We don't go tit for tat (Nah), we take down everything (Yeah)
He think it's tic-tac, his toe get tagged for playin' games (Gang, gang, gang)
This ain't no bougie lick (Nah), bitch, this the perfect stain (Yeah, yeah)
This a-nigga filthy rich, let's clean this shit, get everything (I need all that)
We hit his block and spray, he better pray, that's heavy rain (He better pray)
We make it hurricane (Hurricane), somewhere it never rain
Ayy, ayy
I can't see me get no bitch no wedding ring (Nah, nah)
But I like Mary Jane, might marry every strain
She was with me through the pain (Yeah), new blick, that Ruger thing (Baow, baow, baow)
That bitch gon' boom somethin' (Graow), hit his shirt, remove the stains (Brr, baow, baow, baow)
Moon Rock from outer space
New Glock from out the state
Two shots will rock his face (Baow)
Straight up pickpockets (Uh, uh)
Takin' shit straight out your pocket, ayy (Baow)
My block a army base (Baow, baow)
This ain't no normal place (Nah)
We don't tote normal Dracs (Grrah)
Woo
Bitch, they know Big Packy when I'm spitting this 100 (Ooh)
K Beezy hit her raw, I made her suck me till I'm cumming (Yeah)
Retarded, we redundant, if it's static, we not runnin'
Fat boy got that switch with extendo tucked down deep under his stomach (How?)
They know don't play with him, 'cause that Glocky stay with him
After I hit, you going back to Mama house, can't lay with him
She want Louis, Gucci, Birkin, ha, ha, ha, you made me grin
Girl done had a 392, took her straight to H&M (Yello)
Hi, my shots are murders, I won't cuff you not a squirter
I don't care if she pregnant, she smoke crack, I'ma shove her (Yeah)
Friend with the plug money, boy, we know you just a worker
She a opp and we gon' cook him, turn that nigga to a burger
Moon Rock from outer space
New Glock from out the state
Two shots will rock his face (Baow)
Straight up pickpockets (Uh, uh)
Takin' shit straight out your pocket, ayy (Baow)
My block a army base (Baow, baow)
This ain't no normal place (Nah)
We don't tote normal Dracs (Grrah, baow, baow, baow, ayy, CR)
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