Текст песни
Get the packs gone, straps gone. Yeah, yeah. Get the packs gone, Straps gone. Can you get it for the cheap? It depends what you want. If you act wrong, you get clapped on. Hit a nigga up, I can get you what You want. Throwing bread in the club, yeah, for All the strippers. Some wanna dance and I said You can't even eat that. Club funds getting lonely, Everyone's a dancer. Driving to La Solar, niggas getting dollar. And some wanna see solo, staying down 'til it Come on. Yeah, nigga you a comma. Nigga you a noob, she showing me her boobs. Shit don't make sense like a year 2 coupe. Yeah, baby what you know? Yeah, baby what you know? Yeah. Niggas I'm not new, yeah. Turn up, ayy. Turn up, ayy. Turn up, ayy. Turn up, ayy. Turn up, ayy. Smoke blunts, ayy. Smoke blunts, ayy. I love when you put your hands on me. Bae, I love when do that dance on me. Bae, love when you drop it low. Bae, I love when you hit the floor. Bae, I love when you give me slow-mo. But babe, you know how this shit go. Getting so high that I'm driving slow. Niggas need to catch up, niggas slow. Get the packs gone, straps gone. Can you get it for the cheap? It depends what you want. If you act wrong, you get clapped on. Hit a nigga up, I can get you what You want. Get the packs gone, straps gone. Can you get it for the cheap? It depends what you want. If you act wrong, you get clapped on. Hit a nigga up, I can get you what You want.
xaviersobased — Packs Gone
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