Pack Hit Lyrics

Hit for the pack, I'ma blow that bitch back out

Ooh, he so mad, I don't know why the fuck he spazzing out

Like, who the fuck you gon' call when you ain't got a gun

I'm in the strip club, I don't fuck with bitches, I'm throwin' ones

Amiri on, with the tracksuits, my bitch look like a rich bum

My brother got a lot of crops, you could call him a green thumb

Fuck that shit, bitch, I be steppin' in

Yeah, I'm startin' to lose my voice, but I don't give no shit

Bitch I pop that perc to relaxin

Rollin' up a blunt, this real weed, this ain't no taxin

I was in that stu, in the woods, I was axin

Half the population fake, most these bitches, they be actors

Smokin' dope and trappin

I keep on tellin' my bitch that we gon' live lavish

I keep on tellin' my dog, the aliens are comin

That boy always greenin', so I'm callin' him frog, man

I smoked a lot of weed, I think that I see a frog, man

I smoked a lot of weed, that I think I see a frog

Delivery fee, but I leave it at the bus stop

And I'm the only one you need, baby, you know that I'm starstruck

I quit my job at retail just to make 500 bucks

I just smashed my fuckin' phone up, I think I need a new one

I just shot my dick off, Cheddar Bob, I think I need a new one

This bitch tell me that she down to ride, bitch, you just turned down ketamine

If you don't do ketamine, then you probably not into me

This a shit-talkin' song, but I know that it speaks to me

I just put random drugs in my veins and my dog speak to me

I just put angel on my bitch head, she look like Christmas tree

I just pulled AMG to the spot, it look like it got jet-fighter wings

I just got in some heat with your thot, I know that she want me

I just pulled out the weed at the spot, you know that they want it

Smokin' heavy, we get too high, then I pass out

No, no, you can't run off on my funds, what the fuck is that about