Shakewell – Pack lyrics

[Intro]
MTM, hit 'em with the heat
Big Juice Tha Sip

[Chorus]
Bitch, I get the pack and I serve it
Popped too many benzos, now I think I'm start to swervin'
Glock to his face make a fuckboy nervous
Watch what you claim, shooters strapped up like some turban
Bitch, I get the pack and I serve it
Popped too many benzos, now I think I'm start to swervin'
Glock to his face make a fuckboy nervous
Watch what you claim, shooters strapped up like some turban

[Verse 1]
I've been choppin cane, rain, hail, sleet and snow
I been powder talking with my cousin Mexico
If you talking kilos, why we talkin' on the phone?
Come meet me in person if you need a couple zoned
Shameless, still get the pack, fuck you talkin' bout?
Come and creep up on the kid hoe, we can thump it out
Keep a choppa with a dick when I'm posted on the couch
Side piece thick, extra sloppy when she suck it out
Why the fools still tryna sign me, bitch I'm independent
I'mma go and cop a hunnid pack and it won't make it in
Split it with my people you call Migos, we 'gon run it up
Opps still salty cause we winnin', bitch I'm booted up


[Chorus]
Bitch, I get the pack and I serve it
Popped too many benzos, now I think I'm start to swervin'
Glock to his face make a fuckboy nervous
Watch what you claim, shooters strapped up like some turban
Bitch, I get the pack and I serve it
Popped too many benzos, now I think I'm start to swervin'
Glock to his face make a fuckboy nervous
Watch what you claim, shooters strapped up like some turban