SMOKE SZN PACKGOD (Ft. AVGOTDRIP & Softwilly)

[Intro]
(AV WITH THAT DRIP HOE)
All these souls in my mo-fuckin' pack boy
All these souls in my mo-fuckin' pack boy
All these souls in my mo-fuckin' pack boy
All these souls in my mo-fuckin' pack boy

[Pre-Chorus]
All these souls in my mothafuckin' pack boy
Glock with a beam keep a mothafuckin' strap boy
Broke bitches love talkin bout me at the gap boy
All black beamer ride around just like that bat boy

[Chorus]
Smoke season bitch, smoke season bitch, smoke season bitch
Smoke season, I can smoke a bitch and I don't need a fucking reason
All these hits I'm taking got a mothafucka' tweaking
Smoke season bitch, smoke season bitch, smoke season bitch
Smoke season, I can smoke a bitch and I don't need a fucking reason
All these hits I'm taking got a mothafucka' tweaking

[Verse 1]
Soul up in my pack
I'm a reaper with a gat
Need some insulin inside my pocket that shit getting fat
I'm 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 it's destiny
I pop out outta nowhere then I'm on you like a pregnancy
And sliding when you least expect that shit is just my specialty
Got too much bread up on me to be talking with the peasantry
They never meant to let me in the game I'm a discrepancy
At first that shit was sweet but now they look at me with jealousy
Remember it don't matter how pissy you bitches get at me
Now it's that time of year so y'all best start thinking defensively