Shon-D - Pack Lyrics

(Yeah aye aye)
Yeah aye yeah aye
Rap God with the flow aye
Last Dragon got the glow aye
Counting green Piccolo aye (That green)
Off white where the blow (Abloh)
Dropping bombs like Geronimo (say what)
Niggas fall like dominoes when I hit em with the combo
With the nine I'm Rondo (boom boom)
Act foul that's a free throw
No Drake giving free smoke
I'm hot give you heat stroke (what)
I ball can't be broke (never)
Never running out of ammo
All black that my camo (Skrrt)
Young bull feel like Rambo
Randy Savage with the elbow (aye)
Got the strap with no Velcro
Gold all on my pharaoh
Fours all on my retro
Beat booming like metro (Boom)
You flat line like plateau
You don't want to go toe to toe (what)
MJ going coast to coast (what)
I flex I don't mean to boast (aye)

Better run from the pack yeah (what what)
Better run from the pack yeah (what)

Wake up then bust a track aye (A track)
Now I'm going back to back aye
I am always on attack aye
Heard your sound and it was wack aye (It was wack)
Pull up on em with the mask off
Step back it's time for blast off
You can't ride you too damn soft
Road not taken like I'm Robert Frost
I'm just chilling catch me in the loft
We gone get it I don't care the cost (Don't care)
What you heard boy I been a boss
Keep a stick I can't take no lose
Diamonds on me dripping out the vault (what)
I just win I just catapult
To the top hit a somersault (Skrt)
Why they mad lay off all the salt aye

Better run from the pack yeah
Better run from the pack yeah (what what what)

I'm a rock star like my name Mick Jagger
Bars so hard made all they ass stagger
Up three in the fourth hit em with the dagger
Ain't no question now so quit with all the chatter
I'm just trying to stack gone look up at the platter
We gone eat regardless so it don't really matter
Balling on you niggas watch the backboard shatter
Coming with the blows had to hit em with the hammer
(Uhh)
Better run from the pack
One phone call to get your ass whacked
You will never see them they gone pull up in the back
Dressed in all black and they all carry macs (Boom Boom)
Lit like the fourth but I don't got a match
No he can't hold me that's a mismatch
Odell Beckham yeah you know I got the catch
And I'm in the lab working about to whip another batch (uhh)

Yeah aye
Better run from the pack yeah
Better run from the pack yeah (what what)