Bitch I'm Packin' (Explicit) 歌詞
***** I'm Packin' (Explicit) - Ice Spice/Gunna
Lyrics by：RIOTUSA/Ice Spice/Mark Williams/Philip Andre Mueller/Raul Cubina/Sergio Kitchens
Composed by：RIOTUSA/Ice Spice/Mark Williams/Philip Andre Mueller/Raul Cubina/Sergio Kitchens
Produced by：DJH/Ojivolta/RIOTUSA
Stop playin' wit' 'em RIOT
***** I'm packin'
Packin'
Got that jatt on me
Yeah
Yeah he jackin' me
Jackin' me
Got the racks on me
Racks on me
Got that stack on me
Stack on me
Got that stack on me
Stack on me
I got what he need
Yeah
He got what I need
Grrah
***** I'm packin'
Packin'
Got that jatt on me
Yeah
Yeah he jackin' me
Jackin' me
Got the racks on me
Racks on me
Got that stack on me
Stack on me
Got that stack on me
Stack on me
I got what he need
Yeah
He got what I need
Grrah
He got felonies
Grrah
He got hella **
Grrah
His ***** ride it really good
But I got better knees
Yeah
Mixed ***** ain't no pedigree
Grrah
Rich ***** I got amenities
Rich *****
**** is you telling me
***** you lackin'
***** you lackin'
***** you actin'
***** you actin'
Don't get packed in
Packed in
Don't get packed in
Don't get packed in
You ain't single ****
I know you cappin'
Know you cappin'
I know you cappin'
Oh you tap in
Oh you tap in
Oh you wanna tap in
Oh you wanna tap in
Oh you wanna mack then
Oh you wanna mack then
Oh Oh
Mmm bad as **** on the magazine
Magazine
Mmm high as **** what is happening
***** I'm packin'
Packin'
Got that jatt on me
Yeah
Yeah he jackin' me
Jackin' me
Got the racks on me
Racks on me
Got that stack on me
Stack on me
Got that stack on me
Stack on me
I got what he need
Yeah
He got what I need
High as astrology
Everyday I smoke broccoli
Ha rats keep calling me
Rats
All these boys my prodigies
Boys my prodigies
We movin' prodigy
Who got stuff I'm tryna see
Stuff
You my ***** don't lie to me
Get an AP for my apology
For my apology
SVJ Aventador my Lambo style like centipede
Sky and me my top off
Got my shirt off she can see the V
I just landed from Rome
And all her Pucci came from Italy
Ice she got on stones set the tone
I match the energy
***** you know I ain't lackin'
I got trees from New Orleans
***** you know what's happenin'
***** you know what's happenin'
We don't do no cappin'
Do no cappin'
Be the chop I left the chop
I'm geeked up in Atlanta
Geek
Blue Scottie fill up the wraps
I roll me up a seven
Roll me up a seven
***** I'm packin'
Packin'
Got that jatt on me
Yeah
Yeah he jackin' me
Jackin' me
I got racks on me
Racks on me
Got that stack on me
Stack on me
Got that stack on me
Stack on me
I got what he need
Yeah
He got what I need
Grrah
***** I'm packin'
Packin'
Got that jatt on me
Yeah
Yeah he jackin' me
Jackin' me
Got the racks on me
Racks on me
Got that stack on me
Stack on me
Got that stack on me
Stack on me
I got what he need
Yeah
He got what I need
Grrah