Testo SMOKE SZN - PACKGOD feat. AVGOTDRIP & Softwilly
Testo della canzone SMOKE SZN (PACKGOD feat. AVGOTDRIP & Softwilly), tratta dall'album Smoke Szn - Single
All these souls in my mo-fuckin' pack boy
All these souls in my mo-fuckin' pack boy
All these souls in my mo-fuckin' pack boy
All these souls in my mo-fuckin' pack boy (AV with that drip boy)
All these souls in my motherfuckin' pack boy
Glock with a beam keep a motherfuckin' strap boy
Broke bitches love talkin' 'bout me at the gap boy
All black beamer ride around just like that bat boy
Smoke season bitch, smoke season bitch, smoke season bitch
Smoke season, I can smoke a bitch and I don't need a fucking reason
All these hits I'm taking got a motherfucker tweaking
Smoke season bitch, smoke season bitch, smoke season bitch
Smoke season, I can smoke a bitch and I don't need a fucking reason
All these hits I'm taking got a motherfucker tweaking
Soul up in my pack, I'm a reaper with a gat
Need some insulin inside my pocket, that shit getting fat
I'm an F-one on the track
A technician with this mac
And I ain't never lose my dignity to make a couple racks, oh-nah
Demon energy, what you telling me?
I got designated boof packs for all my enemies
Slide down all they souls goin' get ejected like a penalty
I got lethal weaponry, it handle all intensities
Futuristic techs up on my pistol like it's destiny
I pop out outta nowhere, then I'm on you like a pregnancy
And sliding when you least expect that shit is just my specialty
Got too much bread up on me to be talking with the peasantry
They never meant to let me in, the game I'm a discrepancy
At first that shit was sweet, but now they look at me with jealousy
Remember, it don't matter how pissy you bitches get at me
Now it's that time of year, so y'all best start thinking defensively
Smoke season bitch, smoke season bitch, smoke season bitch
Smoke season, I can smoke a bitch and I don't need a fucking reason
All these hits I'm taking got a motherfucker tweaking
Smoke season bitch, smoke season bitch, smoke season bitch
Smoke season, I can smoke a bitch and I don't need a fucking reason
And all these hits I'm taking got a motherfucker tweaking
Yeah, now it was that time of year, to show your guts and hide your fears
So grab your pistols, grab your Glocks, and get your swords, and take your spears
And take that motherfucking stick and put it in the highest gear
And try your best to find out what the fuck I'm hiding up in here
I got these
All these souls in my motherfuckin' pack boy
All these souls in my motherfuckin' pack boy
All these souls in my motherfuckin' pack boy
All these souls in my motherfuckin' pack boy
All these souls in my motherfuckin' pack boy
Glock with a beam keep a motherfuckin' strap boy
Broke bitches love talkin' 'bout me at the gap boy
All black beamer ride around just like that bat boy
Smoke season, bitch
Smoke season, bitch
Smoke season, bitch
Smoke season, bitch
Smoke season, bitch
Smoke season, bitch
Smoke season, bitch
Smoke season, bitch (yeah)
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Writer(s): Avgotdrip, Elias Zak Lichten
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