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packwatch (piccon k) - korban baxter lyrics

[chorus]
n*gga, you’s a b*tch, how you twenty*three talking sh*t
n*gga, get a job, n*gga you’s a bum i’ll admit
said you got some bread, sh*t tucked away
hm, run that sh*t
n*gga, end up dead, come to philly go head make my wish

[verse]
n*gga, you claim you my brother, but you keep on talking that sh*t, what
acting all crazy on gram, said a n*gga was taking your b*tch, nah
n*gga straight cappin’ and crying and sh*t
i got a feeling you plotting on sh*t
acting all macho it’s making me sick
acting all scary when i’m in your face
how you my brother throwin’ dirt on my name
acting like n*ggas just won’t say a thing
you switching real quick and it’s racking my brain
24/7 still won’t make a change
know that you wrong but won’t say a thing
rather just flex while you causing us pain
how you my brother you poison like bane
you addicted to drama i don’t understand
go head pop another adderall n*gga you need one
sittin’ in that trailer you call a home n*gga you tweaking
said that world is steady out tryna get you, yeah, you paranoid, b*tch
flexing bands in bank accounts and sh*t that sh*t counterfeit, b*tch
[chorus]
n*gga, you’s a b*tch, how you twenty*three talking sh*t
n*gga, get a job, n*gga you’s a bum i’ll admit
said you got some bread, sh*t tucked away
hm, run that sh*t
n*gga, end up dead, come to philly go head make my wish

- korban baxter lyrics

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