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midknyte - smokin' on that robert pack كلمات أغنية

[intro]
i just got from the stu
i’ve been cookin’ on some sh_t, you know?
sippin’ on that dirty soda
ight but this a track about my dad
ay, sippin’ on that robert pack, you know that sh_t
ay, ay, yea, yea, ay

[verse 1]
i ain’t say nun ‘bout gettin’ mad
im better than you, look at my raps
it’s a wrap, quit it dad
just know, that i wrote, somethin’ you can never have
it’s facts
every track you drop is ass and wack
i maybe dropped mid, but you drop trash
every bar is fast, and without a slash
i put this sh_t off and say i’ll pass
you high out yo mind off crack
with yo knife you slice right on my back
turned so fast, i couldn’t react
not only did you talk on my momma
you lied on my past
7 monthly on spotify but on that app
you got a mass following of other deadbeat dads
said you gon’ fight me when i turn 18, it’s sad
‘stead of comin’ at me with open arms, you try to kick back
say you want this and that but sk!ll is what you lack
said you want all dis racks but you sit and slack
said you loved yo son but all you do is attack
said you had ‘em guns now im smokin’ on that new robert pack
[chorus]
steady smokin’ on that robert pack (robert pack, robert pack, robert pack)
rob goddi got robbed and ima honour that (honor that, honour that, honour that)
sold yo chain for ramen then you p_wned it back (p_wned it back, p_wned it back, p_wned it back)
yea
steady smokin’ on that robert pack

[verse 2]
i never thought i do a disstrack or battle rap on my own dad
but i guess, he’s on meth so it has to happen
ima be so real right now, just quit and stop the rappin’
you ain’t cut it for the tracks and im not cappin’
all those homies you hang ‘round, they not with you
at you, they laughin’
the f_ckin’ mic cries everytime you spit on it
you ain’t spittin’ you literally putting spit on it
everytime you put out a mixtape, you hope there’s a hit on it
but just another day passes and you get sh_t off it
the only pennies you make is by gettin’ a job
you pushin’ 50, you not my dad, nah, you my pops
listen
you think you really the sh_t online
‘till you meet on of my, dawgs, and they pull at that nine
you can’t threaten yo mom with a knife, this time
as soon you try, to grab a paper to slice, there’ll be 5 holes in you
2 in yo chest and 3 in yo eyes
and i sayin’ this to scare you, no, i’m js being real
you act foolish on dem streets, and you gon’ get k!lled
spew hatred and you get medically billed
you talk that bullsh_t and you gon see that steel, forreal
i ain’t like violence but if you come at me
and i’ll have to protect my sis, boy you’ll see
ima have to raise that chopper and burn that heat
i ain’t promoting, i js sayin’ you been warned by me
we ain’t yo kids so get out, we ain’t yo family
ive been with real blood, and i’ve been happy
you just a lost drughead, with yo cracked and gapped t__th
get of my life, foo, ‘fore i grab and gat heat, b_tch
[chorus]
steady smokin’ on that robert pack (robert pack, robert pack, robert pack)
rob goddi got robbed and ima honour that (honor that, honour that, honour that)
sold yo chain for ramen then you p_wned it back (p_wned it back, p_wned it back, p_wned it back)
yea
steady smokin’ on that robert pack

[outro]
steady smokin’ on that robert pack, robert pack, yea
smokin’ on that new robert rack, robert pack, yea
smokin’ on that goddi the robbed pack, goddi the robbed pack, yea
steady smokin’ on that robert pack, robert pack, robert pack, robert pack
ay, f_ck you gang

- midknyte

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