Packgotmyeyeslow

Pack got my eyes low I'm with some vile hoes It ain't really nothing Make that motherfucker die slow Die, ho, hop up out my ride, ho Fuck 'round, you gon' die, bro Just wait til' we slide though We at the grave, and we upping them poles at yo' family Lil' brodie, I swear that I'm sick Don't be surprised when you looking down And see me dicking down, fucking, and kissing yo' bitch Swear you a bitch Everybody in ya' own hood laughing that you got hit All that work that you was putting in I swear to God it really ain't mean shit Pussy love to talk, tell him come test me I'm in a foreign, swervin' with my bestie Head shots, why you wearing yo' vest, b? Bullet fly til' that motherfucker resting (Yuh) Air it out, air it out, air it out, air it out You know I'm airing that ho (Yuh) Air it out, air it out, air it out, air it out Lil' bitch, I'm airing that ho Pack got my eyes low I'm with some vile hoes It ain't really nothing Make that motherfucker die slow Die, ho, hop up out my ride, ho Fuck 'round, you gon' die, bro Just wait til' we slide though Motherfucker want smoke, he can get it all night He be wit' sum white hoes, and them bitches alt-right With a bad lil' bih', she can get it all night Shot that lil' boy up, dressed in all white He said, "Put them guns down, put yo' fists up, bitch" Fuck all 'at shit, choppa lift up, bitch Choppa on me shoot a bitch up, bitch Fuck all 'at talk, you ain't wit nothin', bitch Pack got my eyes low I'm with some vile hoes It ain't really nothing Make that motherfucker die slow Die, ho, hop up out my ride, ho Fuck 'round, you gon' die, bro Just wait til' we slide