T.r.a.p. (pack Gone) Lyrics - B-legit

[Hook: Boogieman & Big Scoob] 

I'ma get it regardless 

Wet weed, a cane, grit game retarded 

Look who does it the hardest 

A cold blood hustler, nigga, a grind artist 

I make it look good when I do it 

I ain't sleepin' 'till I 'bout done 

I'm a pusher so I move it, move it 

Fuck with me, I get the pack gone 

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[Verse 1: Boogieman] 

Fuck with your boy get the pack gone 

Can't keep up with the demand, get my trap on (my trap on) 

Traffic and package no melon 

My chrome's on the trill, they got nothing to thrill on 

I move with the night and the white, get my hell on 

Don't leave too much for my neighbors to tell on 

I face-to-face meet and I'm cool on them cellphones 

You say Boogie got you 

For what, bitch? Your skill wrong 

I been here before 

Ask the tall and the cell wrong 

They can't tell me shit, ain't no talking, the bell home 

I know what it is, I signed up for this shit 

I'm equipped with the gift and came up in the mix 

It's a bull-headed bitch but we joined at the hip 

And she stay on the strip, acrobatically fit 

Automatically shift, back-to-back for that fix 

I'm a savage at this 

For that cabbage we grit, bitch 

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[Hook: Boogieman & Big Scoob] 

I'ma get it regardless 

Wet weed, a cane, grit game retarded 

Look who does it the hardest 

A cold blood hustler, nigga, a grind artist 

I make it look good when I do it 

I ain't sleepin' 'till I 'bout done 

I'm a pusher so I move it, move it 

Fuck with me, I get the pack gone 

[Verse 2: Big Scoob] 

Fuck with your boy, get the pack gone 

If you need me quick, hit me up on that trap phone 

Before I leave, I lace my boots with my strap on 

She ask who I'm with I said Just me and 9's own 

Crooked's main field, I'm your neighborhood pusher 

I'm Scarface when you fucking with my sister 

I wake up early morning just to hit the cook up 

Then post up on the block and tell 'em all I got the hook-up 

The way I move shit, I can't help it, I'm gifted 

I called you, didn't pick up, it's your fault you missed it 

Got more serves, I'm gon swerve, might hit the block when I come back 

If you give me 'bout a nine dog I pull up with that get back 

Don't fuck with these rappers, I look up to street guys 

Fuck all your features, blood, I got real street ties 

If it make money, then you know I touched that 

Big Fella gotta get a job, look here, nigga, fuck that 

[Hook: Boogieman & Big Scoob] 

I'ma get it regardless 

Wet weed, a cane, grit game retarded 

Look who does it the hardest 

A cold blood hustler, nigga, a grind artist 

I make it look good when I do it 

I ain't sleepin' 'till I 'bout done 

I'm a pusher so I move it, move it 

Fuck with me, I get the pack gone 

[Verse 3: B-Legit] 

Trap addict, come back at it with bad habits 

Gotta wrap it in hard plastic before you blast it 

Problematic, I'm hog-hatted and never acted 

And before I was rappin' I made that bag happen 

For homies, they all know me, ain't nothing phony 

I be all on my lonely until there's macaroni 

I be all on my lonely I got that pack up on me 

The track running [?] and watch you leave holy 

West nigga, a fresh nigga with best buds 

I pressed niggas and blessed niggas who spread love 

They ain't knowing what this trap game really 'bout 

Running up another check, never running out 

Jack city, with mac with me, we moving quickly 

About a hundred-and-fifty I'm try'na move a city 

Trap artists, the hardest who try'na move with me 

Cause I'ma get it regardless, it really ain't no biggie 

[Hook: Boogieman & Big Scoob] 

I'ma get it regardless 

Wet weed, a cane, grit game retarded 

Look who does it the hardest 

A cold blood hustler, nigga, a grind artist 

I make it look good when I do it 

I ain't sleepin' 'till I 'bout done 

I'm a pusher so I move it, move it 

Fuck with me, I get the pack gone