
Silvic Pack Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2025
Lyrics
One put him in the casket
Two had to mask it
Three had to bury him deep with some fact shit
Fourth rolled through, freestyled his shit
Now he's tryna hide away, but he can't cause a fifth dropped bombs
Five different people and he still won't respond
Sometimes I wonder what the hell this kid is on
He'll double back to say that he's tired of the shit
Plans to drop a whole diss, but it's only for a moment
Hold this, had to drop the addy
Ain't nobody tell you that we also found yo daddy
He's prolly disappointed hence the reason why he left in the first place
Oh shit, oh shit
My bad B
Thought you had to know B
Didn't mean to hurt you
Call me Obi Wan Kenobi the way this shit's been over
Wrappin' up a kid who's acne look like herpes
Hate to see lil bro get mad
Please don't fuckin' hurt me
I tried to be cool, now I'm goin' "Fuck B"
Cause fuck me for tryna be somebody you could lean on
Fuck me for tryna be a friend I know you don't got
Fuck you for thinkin' I'd be cool with your bullshit
Pussy little bitch, gotta grab him by the clit
Tell him stop throwin' a fit or else my fist is goin' in
You talk a lot of game, but you never wanna play
Unless it's with some little boys, hence the reason why you're gay
Got used as a toy when he was a little boy
Hate to be the one to say that VR doesn't count
It's a shame
Is that wrong to say?
Is it wrong to say it to a pedo who still ain't locked away?
That's right, buddy's walkin' free in the streets of Florida
Hide yo kids away from B, Hide yo kids away from B
Hide yo kids away from B. Alvin Diddy
Buddy's gettin' giddy by the thought
Gettin' sticky by thought
Gettin' freaky by the thought..(dot dot)
He couldn't keep it to himself
Gotta reach below the belt
Pullin' out the strap, got him seein' red dots
Gotta drop the fucker, it's the only way he gettin' caught
Here's the sitch, his brain development ain't shit
Father like son, yeah it is what it is
Buddy thought I wouldn't know that his parents had split
Mama raised a bitch, and daddy never raised a kid
6:16, and you fucked that beat
I had to turn your music off cause it ain't on beat
If you're gonna use Dot, shit, make shit sweet
And if you're gonna diss me, shit, make me bleed
I've been itchin' for a reason just to pick up the pen
And yet I picked your sorry ass over InfamousDREN
I got y'all dancin' like diamonds on my neck
Y'all just dependent on me
I got you chained to the best
Don't go poppin' on me
But let me switch the topic like your personality
After my whole diss you tried to come and make amends
Tried to come and be my friend, but you wanna do it silently
Then go bar for bar
Tell me how to do it privately?
Even if we did, there would be no competition
You don't know how to rap
That's why you barely get attention
I'd be mad too if I'm named after chipmunks
Got me lookin' like Dave screamin' his name, ALVIN
Never one for beefin' cause you know that you would choke
But I bet you like that with that tight ass choker
Want attention, well you got it
But you'll never be like us cause you played your cards wrong
You a silly, you a joker
Got that Silvic pack Karma, we some smokers
Shit's skunky, he ain't even mediocre
Buddy lives secluded, livin' like an ogre
No wonder why he's lonely, get this boy his stroker
He'll never get game
Has to gaslight just to fuck in game
And he tried to cuddle bro
Man that shit's insane
Every person met eventually is pushed away
He couldn't keep a friend, and he couldn't keep his dad
He barely got a name, prolly barely got a bag
Somebody grab a therapist, this shit is getting sad
And I'm getting very mad
Somebody come and get 'em 'fore I pull up on this f--hol' up, can't say that
He already took a lot of hits
Hits after hits like bang, bang, bang
But what's a couple more?
Gotta widen out the score
Got these people in the comments like dang, dang, dang
Yeah the tryna be trap keeps runnin' into traps
We keep layin' out the bait and he keep eatin' like a rat
So I'll act like a cat and I'll keep up the hunt
I'll light a new pack, then I'll pass 'round the blunt