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letra de smoke szn - packgod & softwilly

[intro]
all these souls in my mo-f-ckin’ pack boy
all these souls in my mo-f-ckin’ pack boy
all these souls in my mo-f-ckin’ pack boy
all these souls in my mo-f-ckin’ pack boy

[hook]
all these souls in my mothaf-ckin’ pack boy
glock with a beam keep a mothaf-ckin’ strap boy
broke b-tches love talkin bout me at the gap boy
all black beamer ride around just like that bat boy

[chorus]
smoke season b-tch smoke season b-tch smoke season b-tch
smoke season, i can smoke a b-tch and i don’t need a f-cking reason all these hits i’m taking got a mothaf-cka’ tweaking
smoke season b-tch smoke season b-tch smoke season b-tch
smoke season, i can smoke a b-tch and i don’t need a f-cking rеason all these hits i’m taking got a mothaf-cka’ tweaking

[verse 1]
soul up in my pack
i’m a rеaper with a gat
need some insulin inside my pocket that sh-t getting fat
im an f1 on the track
a technician with this mac
and i ain’t ever lose my dignity to make a couple racks ah nah
demon energy, what you telling me? i got designated boof packs for all my enemies
slide down all they souls goin get ejected like a penalty, i got lethal weaponry it handle all intensities
futuristic techs up on my pistol like its destiny
i pop out outta nowhere then im on you like a pregnancy
and sliding when you least expect that sh-t is just my specialty
got to much bread up on me to be talking with the peasantry
they never meant to let me in the game i’m a descrepancy
at first that sh-t was sweet but now they look at me with jealousy
remember it don’t matter how p-ssy you b-tches get at me
now its that time of year so y’all best start thinking defensively
[chorus]
smoke season b-tch smoke season b-tch smoke season b-tch
smoke season, i can smoke a b-tch and i don’t need a f-cking reason all these hits i’m taking got a mothaf-cka’ tweaking
smoke season b-tch smoke season b-tch smoke season b-tch
smoke season, i can smoke a b-tch and i don’t need a f-cking reason all these hits i’m taking got a mothaf-cka’ tweaking

[verse 2]
yeah now it’s that time of year, to show ya guts guts and hide ya fears
so grab ya pistols grab ya glocks and get swords and take ya spears
and take that motherf-cking stick and put it in the highest gear
and try yo best to find out what the f-ck i’m hiding up in here
i got these

[bridge]
all these souls in my mo-f-ckin’ pack boy
all these souls in my mo-f-ckin’ pack boy
all these souls in my mo-f-ckin’ pack boy
all these souls in my mo-f-ckin’ pack boy

[hook]
all these souls in my mothaf-ckin’ pack boy
glock with a beam keep a mothaf-ckin’ strap boy
broke b-tches love talkin bout me at the gap boy
all black beamer ride around just like that bat boy

[outro]
smoke season b-tch
smoke season b-tch
smoke season b-tch
smoke season b-tch
smoke season b-tch
smoke season b-tch
smoke season b-tch
smoke season b-tch

- packgod softwilly

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