Chuck Inglish - Blunt Packer lyrics

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Chuck Inglish - Blunt Packer lyrics

[Verse 1] I dissect it automatic, Chuck Testa on the fabric Tesla coil like its magic, its the rappin' Lenny Kravitz I'm stabbin' the track to d**h, it's tragic with gla** and I'm aimin' at all this cabbage f** bein' famous bruh I'm average I spit up on it and slather the beats with stamina And packin' up the game along I'm smokin on a bag of blunts I wrapped 'em up, blazin', lit the world on fire And 'Imma f** with MJ mind until I retire, on my Kobe sh** Yeah that's 1 over 23, but n***a I'm a Celtic homie, hit it with the Hennesy Defendin' me and my lyrical altercations And me k**in' beats is typical like masturbation in adolescent n***as I'm aimin' the trigger and pullin' the barrel back in yo' b**h co*k back and bust the whole clip when I pump her full of lotion No 9 months, tell her pull it out her a** with no sh** Sherlock having no tits, n***a I own a yacht with k**er motion in the ocean They say it ain't the size but I say that is makin' no sense If you ain' makin' no sense, you ain' makin' no dollars So tell these broke b**hes to stop tryna' holla, if I wanted it I would call em [BREAK - How High] [Verse 2] Cinderblock double dose, drop it on their heads and coast And when I leave 'em in a daze they emulatin' when I'm loc'd I burn bridges when I smoke and then I dip in the water Exterminatin' you pests with little zest and some mortar And I'm murderin' every beat I come across like they Jews and I'm Hitler Spittin in black and white, n***a no Schindler, throw a little brown in it n***a that's the f**in' mix, you could hear the sound with it And my dick is in yo' b**h Smokin' on a bud of bricks, whoops I meant some bricks of bud Breakin' bricks with lyrical cuts and scratches You other n***as stay tryin' to match it but I'm the f**in' leader And if you got a problem with it you can try impeach him But I guarantee you failure, I'm aimin for this paper I'll see you n***as later 'cuz I'm shockin' with the taser Focused on being major, beam trigger, head shot, empty clips with the laser I'm k**in' caped crusaders with crack lyrics impale 'em I'm the Ninja get used to him haters, I'm buildin a dynasty off my raps lightin' fires like tracers Rounds and stacks on me, but I ain't signed a contract, negotiatin' with the Lakers No signin' my soul to the devil, I'll just go to college and vanish, eraser

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