Pac Lyrics – YPN
Singer: YPN
Title: Pac
‘Lil #ss —–s, you know what the f#ck goin’ on
Yeah
I might f#ck your b#tch, —–
f#ck you talking bout?
You know what the f#ck goin’ on ‘lil —–
Big dog sh#t around this m#th*rf#ck*r
–
Come and shop ayye, store don’t close
Whippin’ up food but it ain’t nachos
I could do this sh#t, with a blindfold
They shoulda had me on that show, Narcos
Cookin’ up dope, aye, keep them blinds closed
Stand back, all them fumes come off that stove
I got the blueprint, aye, like that —– Hov
Keep ya ‘lil money ion want no features or shows
Playin’ wit the boy, sh#t, it turned me to a man
Aye, tell me how you want it
Aye, it’s your demand
You can get it grеy, black, shit- or even tan
I overhit and undеrcharge, b#tch
Who prices lower than ours, b#tch
You gon’ do it then do it
Got dreams then pursue it
Get behind me its a pursuit, b#tch
In the office with no suit, b#tch
In the couple with a cute b#tch
VVS every tooth b#tch
Took a couple losses but I ain’t really lose sh#t
Aye, half a brick on my motherf#ckin’ wrist
Aye, other half, in the kitchen gettin’ the mix!
Get in this booth, aye, I reminisce
Ion tell no lies look how to the Rollie gliss
Spittin’ on these old #ss —–s got ’em pissed
Got ’em like: “Damn, he spent a dub on his wrist?”
Got ’em like: “Damn, did he f#ck homie b#tch?”
More drugs than CVS, aye
Every teeth VVS, aye
Got no CCWs, its SOS
Shoot on sight when we hit, you blessed
Your —– losin’ hair, I think he stressed
What the f#ck is checkers?
We playin’ chess
Grown man games ‘lil —–. this your death
Sell ‘herron, you can shop at ICON
Pops by ICON, they don’t shop at nighttime
This a day line, gotta sell ‘herron
Smacked so damn hard, f#cked up your hairline
Hold up baby, don’t cry, its ‘gon be fine
Ion do 9 to 5s, turn 5 into 9
Hold the drank, baby while I baseline
Baby, I’m in a rush, I ain’t wastin’ no time
Runnin’ every light, I ain’t stopping at signs
20 Gs on me, riding ’round with —–s bonds
Flexin’ on —–s, f#ck all them bad times
Remember —–s wouldn’t even give me no rides?
Now I got cars ion even drive
8 pops lined up by sunrise
Damn, tryna’ eat breakfast, ion got time
I’ma catch Beni’s, they open 5 to 9
No need to park, —–, it ain’t gon take time
10 Pops up the street, I grabbed up them all
I’ma catch ’em all, all they do is call
They ‘gon buy ’em both, they love to speedball
I’m gon stash em all, all I do is ball
1-800 —–S PICK UP A BALL
One call, that’s all, aye
I’m flyin’ down comin’ all the way from Menomonee Falls
b#tch suck me up, I’m ’bout to break her jaws
No seatbelt, speedin’, breakin’ the law
{Outro}
News Reader: Along the way he ran over two mailboxes, and two parked cars from across the parking lot
Kid On News: I wanted to do it ’cause it’s fun, it’s fun to do bad things, drive into a car
News Reporter: Did you know you could perhaps kill somebody?
Kid On News: Yes, but I wanted to do hood rat stuff with my friends
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