Shakewell
Packs On A Boat
[Intro]
Blessed by MUNK

[Chorus: Yung Yogi]
This a 50 in my drum (Bow) my Draco got a scope (Brraow)
Bands up in my Robins, let me try and spend some more
Off the syrup got me twisted, I got Perkies by the boat
If we see an opp in public then you know I gotta blow (Woo, hold up, bing!)
This a 50 in my drum (What?) my Draco got a scope (Brraow)
Bands up in my Robins, let me try and spend some more
Off the syrup got me twisted, I got Perkies by the boat
If we see an opp in public then you know I gotta blow

[Verse 1: Shakewell]
I can’t be excited, I got demons that live inside (Oh no!)
All this anxiety, four Xans just for the flight (The flight)
I don’t wanna fight, I'm giving up by tonight (No more, no more, no more)
I ain’t got no fight, I'm stickin' 'еm with a knife (No more, no more, no morе)
Poppin out with thirties, my forty count came with nuts on it
She gon bust it wide for the Shaker, lil' shorty bust so
I'ma take my time she gon probably gonna fall in love with it
She gon' break my heart from the start but none of the drugs did it
Say it ain’t so (Aye) Caught him now he speaking to the Feds on the low (Oh no)
Thought he was my dog, he turned, rat gotta go (Go!)
Draco, baby chopper leave' em dead on the floor (Floor)
Now they all at my door what they want? I don’t know
Feds on the creep cause the packs come in zones
They gon raid the crib but all my packs on a boat
I got racks, I fuck hoes, why you mad, didn’t know (Pop-pop, pop)
Get a bag, why you broke? (Haha) Cookin’ crack, flip some coke (Pop-out, sip)
[Chorus: Yung Yogi]
This a 50 in my drum (Bow) my Draco got a scope (Brraow)
Bands up in my Robins, let me try and spend some more
Off the syrup got me twisted, I got Perkies by the boat
If we see an opp in public then you know I gotta blow (Woo, hold up, bing!)
This a 50 in my drum (What?) my Draco got a scope (Brraow)
Bands up in my Robins, let me try and spend some more
Off the syrup got me twisted, I got Perkies by the boat
If we see an opp in public then you know I gotta blow

[Verse 2: Yung Yogi]
Yeah you wanna fight with me, you better bring a knife (Bring a knife)
Cause bitch I’ll stick you twice, just might just take your life (Yuh)
I just made the Glock pop off, just might chop yo top (Pop!)
Ak make you dance, AR make you hopscotch (Grrraow)
Yeah I ain’t playing thru like it’s nothing (Uh-uh, bitch)
Yeah yeah your main always goofy yeah he bluffin' (Alright, alright)
Your bitch on my dick she just straight cuffin' (Your bitch)
I’m sipping on this syrup but I’m never coughin' (Never)

[Chorus: Yung Yogi]
This a 50 in my drum (Bow) my Draco got a scope (Brraow)
Bands up in my Robins, let me try and spend some more
Off the syrup got me twisted, I got Perkies by the boat
If we see an opp in public then you know I gotta blow (Woo, hold up, bing!)