Pack It Up Lyrics

My best friend is my shadow

38 out if he wanna battle

We get it shaking just like a rattle

We see the sack, blitz, tackle

She getting wet, I may need to paddle

High in the clouds, I'm bouta just travel

New pack of grabba, I'ma unravel

Pack it up, pack it up, pack it up, pack it up

So loud, the neighbors gon' tattle

Slurring my words like I'm playing Scrabble

Ever since elementary, I was smoking kush up out the Apple

Taking your head off, best keep your head on

Don't slide here, jit, this is a dead zone

They think I'm blood, cause I put the red on

Nah, but I'm with my blood (yeah)

Don't think you right, they'll leave your dead wrong

She was talking, but I had on headphones

We ain't gon' fuck, I'm about to just get gone

Chasing the bag like, when will I get home

Go hard or go home

I'm out here all night long

This bitch blowing up my phone

She like, nigga what you want

I'm like, trying to get some dome

She like, slide, he ain't home

Fuck that talking, girl just moan

While I beat it to the morn

My nigga, check your girlfriend's phone

I might be in there under daddy

She gon' lie and say that's her daddy

Well, she do call me daddy, but I'm no daddy

So many hoes, I can be a step daddy

Fuck school, every day a pep rally

On the block, tweaking in the alley

Missing my shot, bro got my alley

I'm in Florida, smoking on Cali

I'm in the back, back of the Caddy

Who want smoke, I'm dropping the Addy

I'll slide, just don't at me

High rise, I'm with them plugs

We ain't talking dimes, dubs

We talking pounds and above

Of them drugs

club going up on Monday

Jit, fuck a Tuesday

Chasing a bag bare feet, no shoelace

I can fuck around, get her a new waste

Dripping the sauce, yeah, new taste

Before you talk shit, get you some toothpaste

I'm like, ooh, I'm counting the blue face

I know you, niggas be two face

My best friend is my shadow

38 out if he wanna battle

We get it shaking just like a rattle

We see the sack, blitz, tackle

She getting wet, I may need to paddle

High in the clouds, I'm bouta just travel

New pack of grabba, I'ma unravel

Pack it up, pack it up, pack it up, pack it up

So loud, the neighbors gon' tattle

Slurring my words like I'm playing Scrabble

Ever since elementary, I was smoking kush up out the Apple