cam300 & rarari300 – work pack كلمات اغاني
work pack lyrics
[intro: rarari300]
(voyce)
yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
yuh (yuh, yuh, yuh)
[hook: rarari300]
lil’ somethin’ in my cup and it ain’t nothin’ to f_ck me up
higher than a b_tch and we just keep on lightin’ up
and demons on our shoulders, yeah they watchin’ us
we hot as f_ck, we the chosen ones and they ain’t stoppin’ us
put somethin’ to his head, no thermometer
if he ain’t vibin’ with us, like
he keep on eyein’ us, like
you ain’t even like that
just know that i’ma swing back
claim it if it’s mine, until these n_ggas get they l!ck back
if i did that i’d be kickback
[verse 1: rarari300]
tryna get up to them big racks
i ain’t worried ’bout no work pack
i’m smokin’ by the o
runtz got a n_gga gone, we in our zone, yeah
b_tch we on go, yeah
and we ain’t goin’ home
until we double up our pockets, yeah
brodie got it tucked, but f_ck the violence, yeah
and they don’t like to see you poppin’
see you up and now they plottin’, yeah yeah
and me and mine gon’ shine regardless
let em’ all go look r_t_rded
300, sh_t, the mob and we the hardest
[verse 2: cam300]
feed my dawgs when i get up, i’m really speakin’ what i mean
came from shelters, to the projects, make it out, put on my team
diamond watches, different jewelry, bill russell, couple rings
rollin’ up, don’t take no bean, but i might pour up some lean
get that bag, get that green
talkin’ sh_t and i’m gon’ swing
.556’s, .223’s
bust that sh_t, my bro a g
do the drill and then we dip
hundred bills, what i’m gon’ get
make that sh_t real, spoil my b_tch
r_run up a mil’ and blow that sh_t
i ain’t no thug, but my bro a blood and he ain’t scared to let yours spill
swervin’ in a brand new foreign without sellin’ to the hills
i feel like wayne, get me a milli and they best believe i will
fake motherf_ckers talkin’ til’ i’m ridin’ foreign wheels
[hook: cam300 & rarari300]
lil’ somethin’ in my cup and it ain’t nothin’ to f_ck me up
higher than a b_tch and we just keep on lightin’ up
and demons on our shoulders, yeah they watchin’ us
we hot as f_ck, we the chosen ones and they ain’t stoppin’ us
put somethin’ to his head, no thermometer
if he ain’t vibin’ with us, like
he keep on eyein’ us, like
you ain’t even like that
just know that i’ma swing back
claim it if it’s mine, until these n_ggas get they l!ck back
if i did that i’d be kickback
[outro: rarari300]
yuh
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