Pack Fight ft. WhoSwisher Lyrics

(Truly)

Off the medical smoke bitch, go retarted

Bust open the pack smell, like I farted

Bitch boy ran up, and his soul departed

Had em searching for clues like uncharted

Had a bad bitch one time broke her back in

She like the way I put her doggy get to clapping

New York Knicks Boy Better Tap In

Shooters like Carmelo we ain't capping

Counting blue faces no thotiana

Sit back and chill smoke my marijuana

Needa light skin queen like she Rihanna

Get the suck for free don't need a dollar

Huh?

Huh?

Hoe just act right

Bout a bag bitch, getcha sack right

Aint get ya money straight, getcha cash right

Call up all the wolves, its a pack fight

(Swisher)

Yuh

Aye Swisher

Runnin to the paper popping scripts im forgetting the page

Money stacked up to the point might need me a safe

Swear that y'all kings whats that shit compared to ace

I just got my nut move girl I just need me sum space

He was getting tough had to hit him with both of the rays

Tires fucked up from the way I be switching these lanes

Pouring up mud damn guess I got stuck in my ways

All fake love through the smile that show on they face

High more often then not

Still know my way to the top

So that you never will drop

Hit the rock bottom or flop

My lyrics top notch

More heat then the place they call hot

Where they beg for the stop

A shot you never could block

I keep leveling up the scales yall not measuring up

What I say go straight over you're head, that's where you see us

Get to the money and it's only in God that I trust

I got use to flipping breaking scaling and adding it up

(Truly)

Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Truly

Making all the plays like a halfback

Finesse you're custos get the cashapp

She kinda bad lemme tap that

Recording videos she saving snapchats

(Swisher)

N*ggas be cap like a snapback

I'm counting all green y'all ain't bout that

I reach all my goals I amount that

And we stack cash don't flex yea we on that

And we Go Up

Wait till we blow up

All of the shows man they all finna show up

They all finna know us, just watch for the glow up

(Truly)

We just steppin hard and we feeling like some soliders

Don't fuck wit you bitch boys who some cobras

You said you got it, I said Game Over

You know that I just toss it, flip it up over

Gotta Re-up and you know that it's over

I'm just flexing blue hunnits

You know that i'm bout money

Lil bitch TrulyOffWhite Don't act to funny

You know I'm just bouncing from Monday to Sunday

Just getting my pockets and straight be thumpin

BITCH