PACKED HEAT!
KiLRAKK & CYVNGC
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(Is that a beat by KiLRAKK?) (Aye, Huncho K) (Can't you see C different) (C!) Aye Aye Back seat Said she'd ride just like a taxi Packed heat Talking gas up in a fat sheet Convo 'bout the green, and we like "show us where it at be!" (Where it at) Boa I do not know you don't try talk, don't try and at me (Don't try and at) Don't try and talk, don't try and at me boa you stupid (Boa you dumb) That's why why you just sitting over there just like a doofus (Lookin' stupid, Aye) We just roll up, making tunes, it's what we do (It's what we do) I ain't never tripping know we born to get the loot (We get the- Aye) Yea I get the money and the loot (And the loot) Yea I'm making plays, making moves (Making moves) Yea I run it up with the crew (Wit my crew) With brodie in the lab cooking like stew (Cooking like stew) With brodie in the lab, yea we tryna get a bag Yea I'm tryna get it fast, yea I'm tryna count up racks Yea I can't go out sad, yea these n****s they be mad Cause 'lil shawty call me dad, ion even mean to brag (Hah!) We don't even gotta brag 'bout nun, nah y'all must be trippin' (Must be trippin) Back seats chillin', I know backstreet villains (Aye, Aye) Shawty bad she a menace, grab the cup then refill it (Then refill it) Talkin' bout "oops don't spill it" we go up, ain't no down Yea you know we going up, got this drank up in my cup Got the Za-ty in the blunt, light it up I take a puff Shawty yea she tweakin, yea she like to make a fuss I'm like tweakin' 'lil bitch, please shut up (Shut up!) Never can be stuck in place, gotta keep it pushing on Got this gas we puffing on Boa this fate, ain't lucky charm (Luck charm, Aye) Brodie tell em' shut up, that just means go head and listen in (Listen in) All this heat up out the lab, you know it's torch you best start listening (You best start listening) (What) Cookin' in the kitchen Gas pakk what I'm flipping Count up money, my addiction If you hate, yea keep your distance If you hate, you fake, you a bitch and a snake You might get hit with the drak, you get hit up in your face (Oh my) Oh my God, yea my pockets getting large Yea my team we count up greens, get the shit yea like the farm (Oh my) Pop up out the cut, like a shooting star (Like a shooting star) Yea I got your bitch she fucking with me hard Ha, Ha (Huh, huh) Oh my God (Oh My!) We was hungry used to starve (we used to starve) Yea my team we going far (we goin' far) Yea I smoke them trees, ion f*ck with bars (ion f*ck wit bars) Huh, oh my God (Oh My) Huh, oh my God! (Oh My) (Back seat chillin', I know backstreet) (Back seat chillin', I know backstreet villains) Back seat Said she'd ride just like a taxi Packed heat Talking gas up in a fat sheet Convo 'bout the green, and we like "show us where it at be!" Boa I do not know you don't try talk, don't try and at me Don't try and talk, don't try and at me boa you stupid That's why why you just sitting over there just like a doofus We just roll up, making tunes, it's what we do I ain't never tripping know we born to get the loot Yea I get the money and the loot Yea I'm making plays, making moves Yea I run it up with the crew With brodie in the lab cooking like stew (Oh my God, huh) (Oh my God, gang!) (Can't you see C different) (Is that a beat by KiLRAKK?)
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