K-PACK Lyrics by CAMO
Got my feelings up, yeah
Got my feelings up, hmm
In my Versace, hoe
I be hittin’ landmarks
Sydney to Atlanta
These bags I feel like Santa
You got my feelings up
Dodging with a catwalk
Don’t test me with my time
Cause I ain’t waiting that long
Honestly
I ain’t worried bout a bitch that come for me
And honestly
Every time I think about who’s stuck with me
I’m proud of me
See a lot of ’em who switch just suddenly
And honestly
I know it’s jealousy, so keep your apology
Finally
Goin’ up ain’t got no max
Popping all these tags
Everywhere I been
I done did it with no map
O-kkkkkkk pack your bags and show
That we kkkkkkk-killed it
That we killed it for the low
Bottles plenty
I pull up with my Unni
The road’s too bumpy
And my heart’s pumpin’ roughly
I do it for the money
I hope I stay lucky
Make you hoes wanna study
빨리 빨리 빨리
Yeah I be dancing
흥얼거려 ladi dadi
비싸 내 여덟마디
맵시 좋은 나의 body
Yeah, I be dancing
흥얼거려 빨리빨리
햇살이 좋은 아침
전망 좋은 나의 자리
너무 애를 써요 또
너무 머리를 써요 또
Cool it down I’ll let it flow
I see ’em bitches doing the most
Can’t get the phone, can’t touch my toes
My arms real hefty, need a tote
My shit all prime yea I get the most
I’m rich I’m fly none like these hoes
Goin’ up ain’t got no max
Popping all these tags
Everywhere I been
I done did it with no map
O-kkkkkkk pack your bags and show
That we kkkkkkk-killed it
That we killed it for the low
Bottles plenty
I pull up with my Unni
The road’s too bumpy
And my heart’s pumpin’ roughly
Do it for the money
I hope I stay lucky
Make you hoes wanna study
빨리 빨리 빨리
I put that K on the map
This lil girl really born to slap
Bruh you ain’t gotta cut no slack
No switching, bitch I keep my stance
Spicy and hot, I’mma ship these packs
All you can eat, but the price ain’t flat
작은 나라와 몸 but my checks all fat
Run up your mouth while I run up my bags
Stack that K up with my wok
All that shit was in a box and now it’s in a lot
최고매출 늘상 찍는거
Price goin’ high just like a rocket
Still the hottest in the market
Make you splurge me out your pocket
Whatever it takes they wanna lock in
The real ones know that I’m up to something
Goin’ up ain’t got no max
Popping all these tags
Everywhere I been
I done did it with no map
O-kkkkkkk pack your bags and show
That we kkkkkkk-killed it
That we killed it for the low
Bottles plenty
I pull up with my Unni
The road’s too bumpy
And my heart’s pumpin’ roughly
Do it for the money
I hope I stay lucky
Make you hoes wanna study
빨리 빨리 빨리