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Im Packin That Video (MV)




Performed By: Tre No
Language: English
Length: 3:05
Written by: Sampson Cotton




Tre No - Im Packin That Lyrics




Time don't wait for no man
Got to get with the program
Its 24 hours in your hand
Every day is a blessing
Nigga froze like a snowman
Left out in the cold and
Life just moving on and on
And you aint made not one plan
Stay focused on those bands
They hating f*ck what they saying
Blowing strong like a fan
My eyes look like I'm from Japan
The girl on x she a fan
Claiming me like some land
She want clout she want bands
She suck it up with her friend
Tomorrow do it again
Throw a W for the win
Got a credit line at the Inn
On a yacht I hope you can swim
Shawty freaky on film
She making movies like Kim
She lick the salt of the rim
She know my pockets not slim
A nigga chasing a M
I aint worried about them
They always going to hate
When you make it big without them
Hit the switch on the stove
I need to cook up some more
Hope I don't f*ck it up
Cuz my chef aint pick up the phone

I'm packing that work I'm sealing it
I jump on the beat I'm killing it
She give that pussy I'm drilling it
If I'm on a song you feeling it
Stay with that fire for enemies
Go the south for the remedy
Met a bitch she was Genovese
In Italy rocking new Celine

I'm packing that work I'm sealing it
I jump on the beat I'm killing it
She give that pussy I'm drilling it
If I'm on a song you feeling it
Stay with that fire for enemies
Go the south for the remedy
Met a bitch she was Genovese
In Italy rocking new Celine

Tre No I got the flavor like Faygo
I got to wait for the pay load
Get paid I'm dancing like Fabo
Can't be bougie I'm ghetto
I crack base like cello
Never had to call up Marlo
The opps never tried to follow
Her head was sleepy hollow
She licked it then she swallow
We parked off in the car though
We turned up off a bottle
I like my bad bitch nasty
Little rachet but not trashy
In the streets she got to be classy
When we eat we got to be fancy

I'm packing that work I'm sealing it
I jump on the beat I'm killing it
She give that pussy I'm drilling it
If I'm on a song you feeling it
Stay with that fire for enemies
Go the south for the remedy
Met a bitch she was Genovese
In Italy rocking new Celine

I'm packing that work I'm sealing it
I jump on the beat I'm killing it
She give that pussy I'm drilling it
If I'm on a song you feeling it
Stay with that fire for enemies
Go the south for the remedy
Met a bitch she was Genovese
In Italy rocking new Celine
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Time don't wait for no man
Got to get with the program
Its 24 hours in your hand
Every day is a blessing
Nigga froze like a snowman
Left out in the cold and
Life just moving on and on
And you aint made not one plan
Stay focused on those bands
They hating f*ck what they saying
Blowing strong like a fan
My eyes look like I'm from Japan
The girl on x she a fan
Claiming me like some land
She want clout she want bands
She suck it up with her friend
Tomorrow do it again
Throw a W for the win
Got a credit line at the Inn
On a yacht I hope you can swim
Shawty freaky on film
She making movies like Kim
She lick the salt of the rim
She know my pockets not slim
A nigga chasing a M
I aint worried about them
They always going to hate
When you make it big without them
Hit the switch on the stove
I need to cook up some more
Hope I don't f*ck it up
Cuz my chef aint pick up the phone

I'm packing that work I'm sealing it
I jump on the beat I'm killing it
She give that pussy I'm drilling it
If I'm on a song you feeling it
Stay with that fire for enemies
Go the south for the remedy
Met a bitch she was Genovese
In Italy rocking new Celine

I'm packing that work I'm sealing it
I jump on the beat I'm killing it
She give that pussy I'm drilling it
If I'm on a song you feeling it
Stay with that fire for enemies
Go the south for the remedy
Met a bitch she was Genovese
In Italy rocking new Celine

Tre No I got the flavor like Faygo
I got to wait for the pay load
Get paid I'm dancing like Fabo
Can't be bougie I'm ghetto
I crack base like cello
Never had to call up Marlo
The opps never tried to follow
Her head was sleepy hollow
She licked it then she swallow
We parked off in the car though
We turned up off a bottle
I like my bad bitch nasty
Little rachet but not trashy
In the streets she got to be classy
When we eat we got to be fancy

I'm packing that work I'm sealing it
I jump on the beat I'm killing it
She give that pussy I'm drilling it
If I'm on a song you feeling it
Stay with that fire for enemies
Go the south for the remedy
Met a bitch she was Genovese
In Italy rocking new Celine

I'm packing that work I'm sealing it
I jump on the beat I'm killing it
She give that pussy I'm drilling it
If I'm on a song you feeling it
Stay with that fire for enemies
Go the south for the remedy
Met a bitch she was Genovese
In Italy rocking new Celine
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Writer: Sampson Cotton
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