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Pack A Punch
Frank Beats
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Bitch
What up, Frank?
Perked out, popped an M30, then another one
If you don't give that pussy up to me, then give my brother some
I got a tip the bitch, the way she ate my dick, gave her a honey one
Hundred shots on the bottom of my K like a honey bun
We done boxed his ass in and ain't nowhere to run
Told Frank cut on the beat, we finna have some fun
If them niggas slid, you ain't bust your heat, need to pass your gun
Tell my bitch I'ma cash out every time 'cause she don't ask for none
Why the fuck your Glock sound like that? I think it's pack-a-punched
He broke as hell and couldn't eat today, should've packed a lunch
And when you speak on dark shit, we done had a bunch
I'll eat your pussy if it's real pretty, but I'm not a munch
And the pussy niggas ain't come out the crib, so we shot it up
We heard cookin' dope, by my third try, I bet I lock it up
I stuck my plunger in your bitch toilet, tried to stop it up
If he ain't got no prezzie on his wrist, that nigga not with us
Scaffold boys, ghetto boys, nigga, RMC
She pulled up drunk off a Casamigos, lick my R.O.D
Gettin' rich off strings, back in the day, we sold R.O.C
With a K attached, yeah
I'm from the trenches, so respect when I'm playin' 'bout that
They won last year, but OKC need Draymond back
We got our crybabies, make my young niggas come take your stash
Bitch bad as hell, but her pussy stank, now I can't go back
Light the wood, crack the window, gotta air it out
Sippin' Quay out a coffee cup that came from Paramount
She used to give that pussy up for free, I gotta pay her now
I just bought another PLR, I got a pair now
Two Dracs, two Glocks, and two F&Ns
At first, I ain't like the Drac', now we best of friends
Tell my cougar bitch I'll fuck her daughter for an extra ten
Brodie let wheel drive the Maybach, this nigga wrecked the Benz
But we havin' real guap and we don't care about that shit
I just got your ho number starin' at the bitch
Stuffed her coochie with so much, I'm prayin' that it fit
My best friend put her sister on me, I'm prayin' that she thick
Yesterday was in the trenches with a mental switch
Let the police do they job, bro, don't tell 'em shit
I came in her life and turnt it up, guess I'm heaven-sent
Five BPs back to back like the president
We movin' like the mob
I got twin cousins, one like to shoot and one like to rob
I told brodie kiss that bitch 'cause I ain't like to lie
Crack the neck on the pop and pour a pint inside
Yeah, that's a whole brick
Bitch, don't make me block your ass, I got a long list
And this not a nine mil', this a four nickel
Rob a nigga rockin' Louis V, I did it so crispy
Yeah, niggas ain't movin' weight, they choosin' old snippets
Shootin' four, five, six in the trap like I'm Kobe
Tell your bitch she better not stop suckin' dick until the song end it
Her pussy gave a nigga motivation, I wrote a song in it
This a TRX, you better move or get out the way
How the fuck he troll yesterday but got shot today?
Hunk shootin' up so much shitty, I'ma pop the vein
They like, "Mike, how the fuck you still rappin'?" I got a lot to say
Bitch want the coochie, man, call my partner James
The bullet comin' out that sniper rifle, it'll stop a raid
Told the engineer to cut my treble down, you gotta lock the bass
I'm cuttin' back on that flip phone that did a block a day
No cap, nigga
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