"Pack" lyrics

I can see it in your eyes your A bitch and your scared
Pussy boy you made your pallet now your finna go to bed
I be really drilling sober I ain't never used a med, wasn't capping
When I said that I'm siked out in the head
Think about taking mines were taking groupies your instead
Ain't no eye for an eye we finna paint the city red
Last nigga played with me pussy boy was up in shans
Could've killed him when I shot him but ain't hit the fucking head
But don't think this shit sweet I know where all you niggas staying
Fore you bend the block on me remember where your mama laying
I won't send no hoe to set you nah that's not how ima play it
Ima getcha on my own I wanna watch your blood shed
I keep that stick on me I ain't lacking that shit dead
All these niggas claim they real but to go fucking fed
If its smoke then its smoke I know them niggas want me dead
But I'm strapped up like the navy why the fuck would I be scared
Fuck a nigga buck a nigga bitch come get your lick back
This pole it got two tones this bitch is mismatch
He ain't wanna fucking move so I made him get back
Had to Jet Li a nigga boy this chop got kickback
Jdot boy you cutting up, yea I know she did that
Knock the meat out his taco, where the fuck his wig at?
Bronem got the job done just know that I sent that
Nigga said he shot at Meech just know that nigga big cap
Never lied in a song all I speak is big facts, when I catch the nigga fats ima push his wig back
Hollow tips left him stinking he might need a tic-tac
Ima up and start shooting you won't hear no click-clack

(On Bro These niggas already know how we fucking rocking like cut off stockings
Ain't no kush in my pockets just big bankrolls and dirty Draco's
Shooters on point they gon move when I say so
Lil Jaq in the cut he gon fuck around and give you a halo
On gang niggas already know how we coming man Ralo
Way Sosa mafia rest-up Jay, whole lotta gang shit
Got your dawg in this back-wood bitch)