Wolfpack

Lyrics

[Hook: Killa Kellz] I'm a Boss, tell me what you know about that? I can make it rain a couple of racks When we be, VIP in the back Sipping on a whole lotta yak We some wolves, don't you get yo' ass whacked Fuckin' around with my pack We bout that, a mothafucker that better not lack 30 Shots in my Gat! We some wolves, don't you fuck around with my pack [x3] We some wolves, don't you fuck around and get whacked [Verse 1: Killa Kellz] Bitch I'm the man I got hypes Bet I'll kill you for a gram, in my shirt They shootin' out them vans, niggas dodge Or get your bitch ass rammed I'm a boss, I don't know what the fuck you thought? Shawty I can get you lost Fuck the cops, they no money and shit I'll get you killed for a brick From the price Hang it up with ya bitch Fuck and leave in a ditch Real nigga shit All my niggas do hits We don't give a fuck about shit ( forreal ) ? Rush a mothafucker like Blitz Hit a nigga all in his shits ( boom boom boom boom boom ) ? Spin his ass round like a disc Bullets coming straight to they lips Get his ass kicked, I don't give a fuck about nothin' Me and my niggas we stunnin' Niggas drillin' me and my niggas we drummin' Bitch in my name we comin' ! [Hook: Killa Kellz] I'm a Boss, tell me what you know about that? I can make it rain a couple of racks When we be, VIP in the back Sipping on a whole lotta yak We some wolves, don't you get yo' ass whacked Fuckin' around with my pack We bout that, a mothafucker that not lack 30 Shots in my Gat! We some wolves, don't you fuck around with my pack [x3] We some wolves, don't you fuck around and get whacked [Verse 2: Killa Kellz] Shit is real This shit ain't a joke playin' in the field And get your bitch ass smoked, my niggas kill My niggas straight cutthroats we gettin' money ( mula ) These niggas out here broke! We some wolves, so we travel in packs Best believe we always strapped, and we gonn' clap Niggas ain't fun in your back Run upon that bitch like a rat Yeah we attack Niggas hoppin' out with macs ? Leave a nigga brain in a sack Find his ass dead on a track We bout that Me and my niggas don't lack 30 shots in my strap Like Black Cats Yeah we eatin' gettin' fat Sittin at a table in a trap We got stacks! Bitch talkin' racks on racks But I'm always strapped ? She gonn' go blow on dicks While straight blowin' tracks [Hook: Killa Kellz] I'm a Boss, tell me what you know about that? I can make it rain a couple of racks When we be, VIP in the back Sipping on a whole lotta yak We some wolves, don't you get yo' ass whacked Fuckin' around with my pack We bout that, a mothafucker that not lack 30 Shots in my Gat! We some wolves, don't you fuck around with my pack [x3] We some wolves, don't you fuck around and get whacked