(Yo Pi'erre you wanna come out here?)
Yeah, big Sharc
Crack your man's melon for a 10 Pacc
I crack his man's melon for a 10 Pacc
(for a 10 Pacc)
In the trap, baby rubbin' on my lean belly
(Ah) i'm on a bean bag, yeah, that X baby
(on that X baby)
All this flexin' on the gram' got my ex ready
I crack your man's melon for a 10 Pacc (grrt)
Smooth like im GQ in the trap picture
(in the trap picture)
Street na blues, crack your man's melon
(crack his top)
I will f*ck a na's mami in the Spanish telly'
(on my momma)
Countin' racks baby, rubbin' on my lean belly
(Ah) made it out the grimey side
Whatchu tellin' me? (whatchu tellin' me)
Even tried to learn to defy gravity (im high)
Off White, I'm charged up like a battery
High like a fighter plane
(like a fighter plane) , yeah
All this ecstasy
I still serve the whole family
Like im Jeffery missionary, pull out
Nutted on her belly ring (yeah)
Got my shooter on the court and he pivoting
My diamonds having withdrawals
Yeah they shivering (ooh, this shit hard)
In the trap, baby rubbin on my lean belly
(Ah) i'm on the bean bag yeah that X baby
(on that X baby)
All this flexin' on the gram' got my ex ready
I crack your man's melon for a 10 Pacc (grrt)
Well, Reme' duffle bag, weigh a bowling ball
(heavy) try and run off with the cash
Shoot his toes off
I be knocking down hoes, I'm a bulldozer
(I'm a bulldozer)
And I see him outside, get the cold shoulder
Off the molly
Swearing like I'm getting pulled over
Hear the FN make noise like a lawnmower
(hear the FN)
They do coke, hidden hills we had a sleepover
(hidden hills we had a sleepover)
Got the sheep sipping on
The bloody cream soda (sippin' on the blood)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
Driveway like I brought some over
I be sittin' in the trap, while the trap beat
You know the dope, give em' hope
I just add water (add water)
G-lock, red dot, like a camcorder
In the trap, baby rubbin' on my lean belly
(ah) i'm on a bean bag, yeah, that X baby
(on that X baby)
All this flexin' on the gram' got my ex ready
I crack your man's melon for a 10 Pacc (grrt)
(Yo Pi'erre you wanna come out here?)
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Sharc - 10 Pacc Lyrics
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(Yo Pi'erre you wanna come out here?)
Yeah, big Sharc
Crack your man's melon for a 10 Pacc
I crack his man's melon for a 10 Pacc
(for a 10 Pacc)
In the trap, baby rubbin' on my lean belly
(Ah) i'm on a bean bag, yeah, that X baby
(on that X baby)
All this flexin' on the gram' got my ex ready
I crack your man's melon for a 10 Pacc (grrt)
Smooth like im GQ in the trap picture
(in the trap picture)
Street na blues, crack your man's melon
(crack his top)
I will f*ck a na's mami in the Spanish telly'
(on my momma)
Countin' racks baby, rubbin' on my lean belly
(Ah) made it out the grimey side
Whatchu tellin' me? (whatchu tellin' me)
Even tried to learn to defy gravity (im high)
Off White, I'm charged up like a battery
High like a fighter plane
(like a fighter plane) , yeah
All this ecstasy
I still serve the whole family
Like im Jeffery missionary, pull out
Nutted on her belly ring (yeah)
Got my shooter on the court and he pivoting
My diamonds having withdrawals
Yeah they shivering (ooh, this shit hard)
In the trap, baby rubbin on my lean belly
(Ah) i'm on the bean bag yeah that X baby
(on that X baby)
All this flexin' on the gram' got my ex ready
I crack your man's melon for a 10 Pacc (grrt)
Well, Reme' duffle bag, weigh a bowling ball
(heavy) try and run off with the cash
Shoot his toes off
I be knocking down hoes, I'm a bulldozer
(I'm a bulldozer)
And I see him outside, get the cold shoulder
Off the molly
Swearing like I'm getting pulled over
Hear the FN make noise like a lawnmower
(hear the FN)
They do coke, hidden hills we had a sleepover
(hidden hills we had a sleepover)
Got the sheep sipping on
The bloody cream soda (sippin' on the blood)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
Driveway like I brought some over
I be sittin' in the trap, while the trap beat
You know the dope, give em' hope
I just add water (add water)
G-lock, red dot, like a camcorder
In the trap, baby rubbin' on my lean belly
(ah) i'm on a bean bag, yeah, that X baby
(on that X baby)
All this flexin' on the gram' got my ex ready
I crack your man's melon for a 10 Pacc (grrt)
(Yo Pi'erre you wanna come out here?)
Yeah, big Sharc
Crack your man's melon for a 10 Pacc
I crack his man's melon for a 10 Pacc
(for a 10 Pacc)
In the trap, baby rubbin' on my lean belly
(Ah) i'm on a bean bag, yeah, that X baby
(on that X baby)
All this flexin' on the gram' got my ex ready
I crack your man's melon for a 10 Pacc (grrt)
Smooth like im GQ in the trap picture
(in the trap picture)
Street na blues, crack your man's melon
(crack his top)
I will f*ck a na's mami in the Spanish telly'
(on my momma)
Countin' racks baby, rubbin' on my lean belly
(Ah) made it out the grimey side
Whatchu tellin' me? (whatchu tellin' me)
Even tried to learn to defy gravity (im high)
Off White, I'm charged up like a battery
High like a fighter plane
(like a fighter plane) , yeah
All this ecstasy
I still serve the whole family
Like im Jeffery missionary, pull out
Nutted on her belly ring (yeah)
Got my shooter on the court and he pivoting
My diamonds having withdrawals
Yeah they shivering (ooh, this shit hard)
In the trap, baby rubbin on my lean belly
(Ah) i'm on the bean bag yeah that X baby
(on that X baby)
All this flexin' on the gram' got my ex ready
I crack your man's melon for a 10 Pacc (grrt)
Well, Reme' duffle bag, weigh a bowling ball
(heavy) try and run off with the cash
Shoot his toes off
I be knocking down hoes, I'm a bulldozer
(I'm a bulldozer)
And I see him outside, get the cold shoulder
Off the molly
Swearing like I'm getting pulled over
Hear the FN make noise like a lawnmower
(hear the FN)
They do coke, hidden hills we had a sleepover
(hidden hills we had a sleepover)
Got the sheep sipping on
The bloody cream soda (sippin' on the blood)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
Driveway like I brought some over
I be sittin' in the trap, while the trap beat
You know the dope, give em' hope
I just add water (add water)
G-lock, red dot, like a camcorder
In the trap, baby rubbin' on my lean belly
(ah) i'm on a bean bag, yeah, that X baby
(on that X baby)
All this flexin' on the gram' got my ex ready
I crack your man's melon for a 10 Pacc (grrt)
(Yo Pi'erre you wanna come out here?)