LOMO - Pack (Freestyle) Lyrics

LOMO What you got?

I got, I Got weed, I got pack
F*ck wit me, you get whacked
I don't need nobody, that's a fact, that's a fact

Flippin' P's like it's crack
How I keep it a stack
I just keep it a G, that's a fact, that's a fact

I got D, she got ass
Pop a bean, then I smash
I don't need nobody, that's a fact, that's a fact

Ugh, yeah, shut up, you don't know jack
Why's it always the one not involved that want to act out
I been paper chasin' I don't got no time to nap
But I f*cked your bitch last night while you were f*ckin' passed out

I don't know much, but I know that I'm a get it
Snap like backs off the top, but y'all be cappin' like it's fitted
She lock me down like a prison 'til my phone ring, then I'm dippin'
You can't hold me like I'm dripping', think you caught on? boy you trippin'

Shine as bright as the flash, but I don't got no juuls like a port
Still I Mac like the last lick, I'm always looking for a score
Sag my pants 'til my sack bulge out my shorts like my 4-4
Showed up blacked-out to class, I was that kid always laying on the floor

But right now I'm looking for a lick, thin white kid still looking like a kid
I was never chilling with a clique, I was at the mall stealing from a whip
Bands on me, that's rubber on my wrist, she a hoe, put rubber on my dick
Pussies talk to you gotta be a dick and just walk up and put one in their tits

But for now I'm riding 'round looking for drama like fox
Smoke so much I'm in the clouds, you can't see through the hot box
They know I'm here cause I'm louder than black shoes and white socks
What the what the f*ck you talking 'bout I don't make the spot hot

Cause I got, I Got weed, I got pack
F*ck wit me, you get whacked
I don't need nobody, that's a fact, that's a fact

Flippin' P's like it's crack
How I keep it a stack
I just keep it a G, that's a fact, that's a fact

He sending them shots, I'm sending 'em back
Shoot off the top, you know it's a rap
You thought I was lost? well I got through that
Yea I am a boss, I popped like 2 caps
F*ck what you talk, no, you don't do that
When I see the cops I gotta move fast
I stick to the plot, this ain't a new act
You sucking cock to get where you at

Yea so blow me, bitch, like the bread in your pockets
It's f*ck what you talking 'bout, you always be frauding
People out here thinking they sick, really just making me nauseous
And I'm a blow it all up if y'all keep running your mouth like a fossit

I swear you don't want no smoke, cause I'm a take your breath, no coughing
I got guys you don't even know who know you better than your cousins
Bitches out here thinking they sick, really better be watching
Cause I be gone in a glimpse, that's when they know they slipped and lost it

Oh, oh, Lord
Oh, oh, Lord
Oh, Oh, Lord
Keep me safe, cause

I got, I Got weed, I got pack
F*ck wit me, you get whacked
I don't need nobody, that's a fact, that's a fact

Flippin' P's like it's crack
How I keep it a stack
I just keep it a G, that's a fact, that's a fact

I got D, she got ass
Pop a bean, then I smash
I don't need nobody, that's a fact, that's a fact

Yea, that's a fact
LOMO in this bitch, uh-huh