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Joey Valence - PACKAPUNCH Lyrics



Joey Valence - PACKAPUNCH Lyrics
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[ Featuring Brae, Danny Brown ]

Say it again and get punched

Don't you know that I pack a punch? (What?)
Don't you know that I pack a punch? (What?)
Don't you know that I pack a punch? (What?)
Don't you know that I pack a punch?

Back to the source, walking on the sky
I was born with the force, don't care about the money
Or the power of your horses
Flyin' with my Civic, don't care about the Porsches (skrr)
Whoa, pop out the cut, wish you were Rambo
Don't need your deal, I'm me and Nando's
No, I won't be blunt
JVB, do whatever we want
Get to midnight or get K.O.'d
You a small fry, you look like Toad
I spit fire, I'm more like Bowser
I got you scared, don't piss your trousers
Hoodie up with the strings and a bow
Whip so low, peep the underglow
Speakers thump-tumping, beats bump-bumping
Talk to my fist if you wanna say something

Don't you know that I pack a punch? (What?)
Don't you know that I pack a punch? (What?)
Don't you know that I pack a punch? (What?)
Don't you know that I pack a-

Can I get a "what"? (What?) Get cut
Don't do it for the money, I do it for the butt
You cannot compete, you tryna keep up
Your name's not Olivia, you don't got the guts, huh
That's what your mama said last night, uh
Blowin' up like a bagpipe
Born with so much sauce
I think I was a f*ckin' stromboli in my past life
I'm goin' in, I'm 'bout to set it off
Swingin' the mic like clubs at Top Golf
You pale as f*ck, your feet is stuck
You cannot move, you got no groove
What is you to do?
But to accept the fate
I'ma dice you up and serve you on a plate
Go to Hell's Kitchen, whippin' up the chicken
Eat you alive, huh, that's the mission

And now (uh-huh), entering the ring (uh)
Danny (check) Brown

Bums jump up, meet the wrap on my hand
Have your face f*cked up like a 2K skin
Feelin' like an old Xbox lobby, I'm that nigga
So ain't no disrespect, my dogs will go get ya'
F*ck what you had for lunch, you'll eat a punch
Wash it down with your own blood and you get a slump
After for dessert, make you a leaguer
Bass in your face when I'm comin' out the speaker
Don't ya' front, come around here and play me
'Cause you'll get jumped, man, no ifs, ands, or maybe
Put you to sleep like "Rockabye Baby"
So watch your mouth, 'cause you don't wanna get crazy
So what you won't do, come get what you're askin'
My crew will bruise and we'll come through smashin'
Time for some action, time, time for some action
No half step, 'cause my dogs never lackin'

Don't you know that I pack a punch? (What?)
Don't you know that I pack a punch? (What?)
Don't you know that I pack a punch? (What?)
Don't you know that I-, don't-, don't- don't-
Don't you know that I pack a punch? (What?)
Don't you know that I pack a punch? (What?)
Don't you know that I pack a punch? (What?)
Don't you know that I-, don't-, don't- don't-
Ah, alright
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Say it again and get punched

Don't you know that I pack a punch? (What?)
Don't you know that I pack a punch? (What?)
Don't you know that I pack a punch? (What?)
Don't you know that I pack a punch?

Back to the source, walking on the sky
I was born with the force, don't care about the money
Or the power of your horses
Flyin' with my Civic, don't care about the Porsches (skrr)
Whoa, pop out the cut, wish you were Rambo
Don't need your deal, I'm me and Nando's
No, I won't be blunt
JVB, do whatever we want
Get to midnight or get K.O.'d
You a small fry, you look like Toad
I spit fire, I'm more like Bowser
I got you scared, don't piss your trousers
Hoodie up with the strings and a bow
Whip so low, peep the underglow
Speakers thump-tumping, beats bump-bumping
Talk to my fist if you wanna say something

Don't you know that I pack a punch? (What?)
Don't you know that I pack a punch? (What?)
Don't you know that I pack a punch? (What?)
Don't you know that I pack a-

Can I get a "what"? (What?) Get cut
Don't do it for the money, I do it for the butt
You cannot compete, you tryna keep up
Your name's not Olivia, you don't got the guts, huh
That's what your mama said last night, uh
Blowin' up like a bagpipe
Born with so much sauce
I think I was a f*ckin' stromboli in my past life
I'm goin' in, I'm 'bout to set it off
Swingin' the mic like clubs at Top Golf
You pale as f*ck, your feet is stuck
You cannot move, you got no groove
What is you to do?
But to accept the fate
I'ma dice you up and serve you on a plate
Go to Hell's Kitchen, whippin' up the chicken
Eat you alive, huh, that's the mission

And now (uh-huh), entering the ring (uh)
Danny (check) Brown

Bums jump up, meet the wrap on my hand
Have your face f*cked up like a 2K skin
Feelin' like an old Xbox lobby, I'm that nigga
So ain't no disrespect, my dogs will go get ya'
F*ck what you had for lunch, you'll eat a punch
Wash it down with your own blood and you get a slump
After for dessert, make you a leaguer
Bass in your face when I'm comin' out the speaker
Don't ya' front, come around here and play me
'Cause you'll get jumped, man, no ifs, ands, or maybe
Put you to sleep like "Rockabye Baby"
So watch your mouth, 'cause you don't wanna get crazy
So what you won't do, come get what you're askin'
My crew will bruise and we'll come through smashin'
Time for some action, time, time for some action
No half step, 'cause my dogs never lackin'

Don't you know that I pack a punch? (What?)
Don't you know that I pack a punch? (What?)
Don't you know that I pack a punch? (What?)
Don't you know that I-, don't-, don't- don't-
Don't you know that I pack a punch? (What?)
Don't you know that I pack a punch? (What?)
Don't you know that I pack a punch? (What?)
Don't you know that I-, don't-, don't- don't-
Ah, alright
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Writer: Braeden Lugue, Joey Valence
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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Performed By: Joey Valence
Featuring: Brae, Danny Brown
Language: English
Length: 3:01
Written by: Braeden Lugue, Joey Valence

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