Lyrics : 

Stalking da OPPs🥸
Watch da OPPs 👨🏻‍💻
From my evil lair🧌

Smoking on DARQ 🧑🏾‍🦲
From Dart gang 🤡🎯
Hellnawl I do not fuck wit dem🙅🏻‍♂️😱

You bet not bump G Ron 🤡
Up in my spot🏚️
Fuck no I don’t fuck wit him🙅🏻‍♂️🤡😱

We throwin balls like pins 🎳☄️🔫
Fuck boi f*ggot ahh nigga 🤨🤡
Must be mad🫵🏼😡😤

Cuz im smoking 🌬️😚💨
On da alley man🧑🏾‍🦲🤡

He died round bout 10:36⏰💥
I just checked the time⌚️👀
It’s Like 10:36 ⏰👀😱

Toting the Tommy 🔫
I feel like Tony 🪖😠

Big ass glick im toting 👶🏻🫳🏼🔫
Hit his throat for talking 🧑🏾‍🦲💥🔫

Get to point first 🤡🙅🏻‍♂️🎙️
My thoughts vocal 🎤👨🏻‍🎤

Look em dead in his eyes👁️‍🗨️👁️‍🗨️
Now he scared can’t focus 😅

Hit em his ear👂🏽💥🔫
It Fall like Mr. Crocker

Imma buy his bed 🛌🪦
What I said? 🤷🏻‍♂️
I want em 🧎🏻‍➡️👹

I don’t fuck with yo consultants🙅🏻‍♂️🤡
We finna X out yo conversation 🏴‍☠️🥷🏽🥷🏼🥷🏿

Shot off his dreads💈🎀
Now he needa crotchet💇🏿‍♂️

I was looking for Lil Lex🧔🏽‍♀️
She cut her hair on me🏃🏽‍♀️💨😥🤡

You ain’t nothing but a girl💁🏽‍♀️
And a poser 🎭

Catch you outside🏃🏽‍♀️💨💥🔫🏃🏻‍♂️
Dyke bitch imma grope ya🫴🏻🍑

Call me da devil 😈 
Put dem demons on em👹👹👹

Take down ya scale⚖️
Imma break ya thermometer 🤒💥🔫

I am good shot🔫🏃🏻‍♂️
Got my hunting rifle up 🫴🏻🔫

Imma inna trap bumping sick of sliming🤢
I am da president I feel like Kamala 👩🏻

I am da president I feel like Donald trump 👱🏻‍♂️
im tryna take out ya residents i feel like Donald trump


Smoking dis gas im smoking dis Donald trump✈️
Fuck no I ain’t lying 
you look at my pen ts it say trippy trump 🛸💨👽👾😱😱😤😶‍🌫️

I been loaded off da dark vapor👻😶‍🌫️
I can’t even operate machinery 🙅🏻‍♂️🚗

Imma lil kid and a kool ass skater👽💨🛹 
You a old man plus I heard you a Raper🤨🫵🏼🧔🏾‍♂️

I remember I beat up da rapist👱🏽‍♂️
Like stop checking out my school chicks🙅🏻‍♂️👧🏼

Yeah I am da general🪖
For my hood 🏘️
Dey call me Putin🪖

Fuck yo block🖕🏻
We gon gentrify it 🏘️🚜
We gone leave all your crew dead👷🏼‍♀️👷🏽‍♂️👷🏿🪦😢

Tpackem - Evil Lair

{Intro}
Woah, Yeah
Phew, Phew, Phew

{Chorus 2x}
I was just outside wit dat tool
He tryna play imma shoot em too

Toting that thang that 
Matte black drake

Better back from da safe
For I clap ya face

Toting Dem Yays
It’s just Me & J

Wanna touch my iron 
Like No You Can’t

Inna fleece tote da fire
In my secret pocket

Can’t flee from da iron?
Haha Noo you can’t!

He tryna talk 
Take his drive

Life Clifford 
I stay with my dawg

They cannot clip me
Fuck boi I do not play 
No Black Opps

Dogs tryna sniff me
Cops they tryna say 
Dey smell pot on me

Can’t believe 
My brotha changed 

I tote dat hammer
I’m Thor he Loki 

But our beef 
We gotta keep it lowkey

Feel like 
Chief Keef
Bitch I’m finna Bang Da Blick

Tpackem - Black Opp 6

Tpackem - Arsenal

Tpackem - Respirations

Tpackem - Floaters

Lyrics Avalible later Td 👨🏻‍💻💚

Tpackem - TrapSpot

Tpackem - Aim Assist 1

Tpackem - Rookie

Tpackem - Vedic

Tpackem - Boof

Tpackem - Kamala Harris

Tpackem - True

Tpackem - Whats Da Dizzle

Tpackem - Suppressed

Tpackem - Walk Down

Tpackem - Poppin Out

Tpackem - 4 Real Slain

Tpackem - Rank / Alley

Tpackem - Trey Down

{Lyrics}

Yeah, 

All of dat hiding
Ain’t gon work forever

I snucked da g19 
In my section

I’m watching da door
You watch da window

Gotta make sure 
Cops don’t get leverage


Don’t smoke da OPPs no more
Dey ass dead as hell

Smoking on lil top
Dis pack is deadly 

Gron a faggot
Stop texting my dm

Fuck nigga mad 
Cuz I’m dissing his bredran

My life feel like a roller coaster
I’m going up and down
I don’t give a fuck about heaven

Maybe because I’m probably in it
I’m like fuck da trey pack 
It went missing

Everyday im in another dimension 
Smoke dis pot backwards to heal my tension

Speaking about da pot 
if you didn’t know
I’m smoking on gron pops

I diss they guys in every song
So you know dat I really hate Dey block

I left man of hoe hot
Feel like a mannequin 
Cuz I’m stuck 

Agh, aghh,
Uhhh, litterally 

Dese people
Dey gotta be kidding me

Keep on tryna come around
We obviously ain’t got no chemistry

Fuck boi I’m gon haunt yo house 
I’m gon do you like crimsons peak

Kick down ya door right now
Ya mom think we supremacy 

I’m da one who chipped rell tooth
I’m who gave him dentistry

I’m with da family like booka
I been passing out money

I done laced dis nigga n
Now it taste like lemon tea 

He do not have no symmentry
He took dat boi identity

I know it’s wrong 
But I be mixing pills wit my Hennessy 

Fuck I just caught another kill 
I needa get a penalty 

High as fuck
Looking at myself ina mirror

I’m like 
ohh slender me

Remember dey tried to slander me
Hit his ass with da stick we branded him

Til dis day
I still got resentment for my click
For abandoning me

Tpackem - Slander Me

{Lyrics}

P.S.A.
Sliding on shit 
Like it’s gta

Gliding wit da glick
Catch a opp he slayed 

Crusing inna slow ass 
Stick shift flame it

Ritualistics 
Getting initiated 

Shot a human 
Wit da glick
He a bagel

Smoking lil top 
In my spliff

Fuck dat brick
I know dat he down in hell waiting

I done had to sacrifice my click
Dey use to be satisfied by my clips

Yo gang full of sasssy guys
Beat em up wit da stick 
Now Dey got catty eyes

They tryna lock me up
In the cage cuz I bring dat Cassie out

Dats blood ain’t oil
Up in his face

We ain’t bring no castor out

Damn like 
Been losing all my friends

Can’t hang wit sko
Da nigga praying to da devil now ??


Pull out da poker 
Wash em wit da weight

Pull up and smoke em
Watch em make em wait

Punish da poser
Pull up now he praying

Prying da doors
We infiltrate his land


Come from under da covers 
Ain’t scared of da ghosts

You stay with ya mother
Ya mad cuz I don’t

I act like a athlete 
I run wit da pole

My voice is so raspy 
Been smoking dat douja 

He tried to clap at me
He couldn’t clap at me

Still til dis day
Smoking top dats his bro

Ain’t moving backwards see
Move backwards what Dey think

Evidence point to me 
So me Dey wanna blame

Residents point to me
Chemicals poising me

Candles pour onto me
Candles pour onto me

Yea you know 
My soul is gone you see

Look at my son 
He’s a tantra seed

You ain’t my son 
You a wanna be

Showing dat pole
I shot lex with it

Dey really think dat onto me
Dey was around Ian let dem know who I is

When I was around I was a slimey kid
B4 I made dis song I just did a drill

Tpackem

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