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package - brownboy & streameum lyrics

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[intro]
step, step
(ty gotem, heat it up)

[chorus]
baow, baow, baow, baow, when i’m breezin’ in the mag
get the drop, hit the road, watch me blow up his van
i’m sendin’ this package, i’m hopin’ it land
you ain’t no gangster, you takin’ the stand
i’m not gonna lie, man, i can’t understand
i know that i’m rappin’, i need that advance
i know she a ho, i can tell by the bag
[?] ‘bout a b*tch, i could buy her ass
got youngins on go and i know they gon’ crash
i’m breezin’ these squares, i could get you a tag
steppin’ in shoes and they cost me a grand
louis v pouch with a louis wristband
just me by myself, i’m just buildin’ a brand
this 37 leave more than a gap (bah, bah)

[verse]
this it the brabus b*tch, no this not the hemi
i don’t want cognac, don’t pass me the henny
slimin’ him out, had to cut with his presi’
i did my homework, hе wonder who sent me
kickеd in the door, he ain’t care ‘bout the ringer
you can get shot tryna think i’m a singer
you can get shot tryna think i’m a singer
you can get shot, don’t be pointin’ them fingers
bro shot his ass back in the day with the spinner
they’ll throw me the book if they find out the wicker
free all the bros, don’t get cut with the clipper
i got the dog food, movin’ like petsmart
gettin’ money from fiends, you know that’s the best part
i’m pullin’ these strings i don’t play no guitar
shootin’ like curry, i hit ‘em from far
[chorus]
baow, baow, baow, baow, when i’m breezin’ the mag
get the drop, hit the road, watch me blow up his van
i’m sendin’ this package, i’m hopin’ it land
you ain’t no gangster, you takin’ the stand
i’m not gonna lie, man, i can’t understand
i know that i’m rappin’, i need that advance
i know she a ho, i can tell by the bag
[?] ‘bout a b*tch, i could buy her ass
got youngins on go and i know they gon’ crash
i’m breezin’ these squares, i could get you a tag
steppin’ in shoes and they cost me a grand
louis v pouch with a louis wristband
just me by myself, i’m just buildin’ a brand
this 37 leave more than a gap
if i aim for his head i’ll leave more than a patch
they runnin’ for cover, they don’t know how to act
baow, baow, baow, baow, when i’m breezin’ the mag
get the drop, hit the road, watch me blow up his van
i’m sendin’ this package, i’m hopin’ it land
you ain’t no gangster, you takin’ the stand
i’m not gonna lie, man, i can’t understand
i know that i’m rappin’, i need that advance
i know she a ho, i can tell by the bag
she count up a hunnid while wearin’ my mask

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