Freddie Gibbs, D-Edge - Ten Packs of Backwoods lyrics
Freddie Gibbs [Fredrick Jamel Tipton] Gary, Indiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Freddie Gibbs, D-Edge - Ten Packs of Backwoods lyrics]
Ten packs of backwoods bitch that's
How my day go
Still got that loud pack bitch I'm on my J O
And my hoes don't roll no
Swisher sweets cause they know
Ten packs of backwoods bitch that's
How my day go
Ten packs of the backwoods
Filled with the kush, i'm so blown
But, you know the kid still handle biz
I don't lead to the door sober
Fuckin' with a made nigga
Paid nigga gettin' change in the dope spot
Cadillac two shit, new shit
No bricks on my door lock
Bitch I stay funeral fresh
Fendi and Gucci to death
Get all my bottom bitches
I ain't have shit to do with the rest
My bitches down to take trips
My bitches down to
Hit licks, my bitches roll the wood up
Throw up the hood up sip lean and get lit
And when I die bury me
Right by bitch Mary Jane
She been by my side ever since
'95 with a beat to everything
Wake up first thing on my
List gotta taste that bitch
That's how my day go
Then a nigga hit a broad and her
Friend, so 20 on the thang
Yeah I'm on my J O
Ten packs of backwoods bitch that's
How my day go
Still got that loud pack bitch I'm on my J O
And my hoes don't roll no
Swisher sweets cause they know
Ten packs of backwoods bitch that's
How my day go
Got 50 packs with stuff of that loud
My day go yellow pack, blue, purple, brown
Light and dark every day in my J O
Keep a flight attendant when I
Fly to the city, she ride and go
That cali medical walked up that
Side blow like Diego and they know
Keep my day right smokin' till my lungs buzz
Some'll wrap another wood and stop
It with an orange crush
Train wreck in them honey berries
Ba bananas with that bubba
OG wrapped in a sweet
Era, madness come after, i take no other
Pack after pack, roll up and choke out and
Smoke out sack after sack
Then bring it back
Another 10 rounds by woods and
We vacayin' in the back hop in the 'lac
Another 28 grams be in hand til I lay low
Blew 'em back, on the eight
20 keep my mind straight
Gettin' head from my new and my day ho
Ten packs of backwoods bitch that's
How my day go
Still got that loud pack bitch I'm on my J O
And my hoes don't roll no
Swisher sweets cause they know
Ten packs of backwoods bitch that's
How my day go
How my day go
Still got that loud pack bitch I'm on my J O
And my hoes don't roll no
Swisher sweets cause they know
Ten packs of backwoods bitch that's
How my day go
Ten packs of the backwoods
Filled with the kush, i'm so blown
But, you know the kid still handle biz
I don't lead to the door sober
Fuckin' with a made nigga
Paid nigga gettin' change in the dope spot
Cadillac two shit, new shit
No bricks on my door lock
Bitch I stay funeral fresh
Fendi and Gucci to death
Get all my bottom bitches
I ain't have shit to do with the rest
My bitches down to take trips
My bitches down to
Hit licks, my bitches roll the wood up
Throw up the hood up sip lean and get lit
And when I die bury me
Right by bitch Mary Jane
She been by my side ever since
'95 with a beat to everything
Wake up first thing on my
List gotta taste that bitch
That's how my day go
Then a nigga hit a broad and her
Friend, so 20 on the thang
Yeah I'm on my J O
Ten packs of backwoods bitch that's
How my day go
Still got that loud pack bitch I'm on my J O
And my hoes don't roll no
Swisher sweets cause they know
Ten packs of backwoods bitch that's
How my day go
Got 50 packs with stuff of that loud
My day go yellow pack, blue, purple, brown
Light and dark every day in my J O
Keep a flight attendant when I
Fly to the city, she ride and go
That cali medical walked up that
Side blow like Diego and they know
Keep my day right smokin' till my lungs buzz
Some'll wrap another wood and stop
It with an orange crush
Train wreck in them honey berries
Ba bananas with that bubba
OG wrapped in a sweet
Era, madness come after, i take no other
Pack after pack, roll up and choke out and
Smoke out sack after sack
Then bring it back
Another 10 rounds by woods and
We vacayin' in the back hop in the 'lac
Another 28 grams be in hand til I lay low
Blew 'em back, on the eight
20 keep my mind straight
Gettin' head from my new and my day ho
Ten packs of backwoods bitch that's
How my day go
Still got that loud pack bitch I'm on my J O
And my hoes don't roll no
Swisher sweets cause they know
Ten packs of backwoods bitch that's
How my day go