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Raw Pack (feat. $henanigans & Young Botz) Video (MV)






Snickdig - Raw Pack (feat. $henanigans & Young Botz) Lyrics




Why these bitches talking and shit
Like they don't know got gun on my hip
Why these hoes be bummy and shit
F*ck her once now gotta dip
Don't run don't trip (don't run don't trip)
You know that jerry my bitch
Caught you sending some pics
Starting clicking empty my clip
Jerry got turned into my spiff
Now he mad his homie got hit
Smoking on cruz now getting lit
You got no friends, you better just quit
10 shots we shoot at his mata
We lit,we never off the zaza
I'll pop you, just like pinatas
Just like carti he ain't dropping nada
Knocka make him dance batchata
5 fingers up, and 2 are missing
She a thot, she always be dissing
One shot,there be no hissing
Yall dirty i be keeping my distance
We jersey doing a mission
We drop shhh don't even mention

(Switch)

One clip one drum one bullet I'm making him run (where you going)
Grabbing the loot and I'm ready to run one drum straight to his tumm.
I'm a ruler with a Stendo looking at me and you might lose your head though
Duck hunt just like Nintendo
Jerry don't think that we done
When the kids see you
They ready to run
Talking shit about me
Like huh bitch is you dumb? (HUH)
Ish got put in a spliff

Don't do no chasing just me and my bitch (BITCH)
He built like an ick scratching that nigga off of my shit
( nah nah nah y'all got to chill out they not ready for this)
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Why these bitches talking and shit
Like they don't know got gun on my hip
Why these hoes be bummy and shit
F*ck her once now gotta dip
Don't run don't trip (don't run don't trip)
You know that jerry my bitch
Caught you sending some pics
Starting clicking empty my clip
Jerry got turned into my spiff
Now he mad his homie got hit
Smoking on cruz now getting lit
You got no friends, you better just quit
10 shots we shoot at his mata
We lit,we never off the zaza
I'll pop you, just like pinatas
Just like carti he ain't dropping nada
Knocka make him dance batchata
5 fingers up, and 2 are missing
She a thot, she always be dissing
One shot,there be no hissing
Yall dirty i be keeping my distance
We jersey doing a mission
We drop shhh don't even mention

(Switch)

One clip one drum one bullet I'm making him run (where you going)
Grabbing the loot and I'm ready to run one drum straight to his tumm.
I'm a ruler with a Stendo looking at me and you might lose your head though
Duck hunt just like Nintendo
Jerry don't think that we done
When the kids see you
They ready to run
Talking shit about me
Like huh bitch is you dumb? (HUH)
Ish got put in a spliff

Don't do no chasing just me and my bitch (BITCH)
He built like an ick scratching that nigga off of my shit
( nah nah nah y'all got to chill out they not ready for this)
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Writer: Bernardo Lopez, Damien Gonzalez
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