Blow a Pack şarkı sözleri

Sodmg Soulja boy Foreign! Sod, sod uh Blow a pack! The streets talkin, my name buzzin My team guapin, all into nothing We getting money, yea we stackin cheese So homey let me free I gotta say I got a pack, got a pack I gotta say Runnin up a pay I gotta say, yea I gotta say I got a pack pack trunnin up a chick Got a sack, yea I got a sack I got a pack, yea I got a pack Got a sack, runnin up a chick I got a pack pack, runnin up my chick Yea I got a sack, gucci backpack Walk up in the club with my swag back 90K on bottles, goddamn soulja on And I'm sellin dope, stay off the flex full Walkin in the club (wut?) You know what time it is Poppin hella bottles, all my niggas in this bitch Yea we in this bitch, we ain't goin home Pulled up, new lambo on chrome Soulja got the juice, birds in the coupe Double cup my styrofoam, pouring up a doo Flexin on a foe, rollie on my wrist Me and my niggas, yea we all rich Yea we all rich and we count them guap Yea we count them racks, yea we count them stacks Yea we count the guata, pour it in the backpack Yea we count that guata, throw it in my duffle bag Yea I got a sack, yea I got a pack Yea I got a sec, runnin up a check Yea I got a sack, yea I got a pack Yea I got a sec, runnin up my check Yea I got a sack, yea I got a pack Yea I got a sec, runnin up a fuckin check Yea I got a sack, yea I got a pack Yea I got a sec, runnin up my check