Pacman Da Gunman & Hit-Boy – Not Your Average (Audio, Lyrics)

Pacman Da Gunman & Hit-Boy collaborate on the new “Not Your Average” song. The piece of music was produced by Hit-Boy. Listen, stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download.

Pacman Da Gunman & Hit Boy Not Your Average

Pacman Da Gunman is coming for necks in 2022. The rapper’s slowly unveiled new singles alongside Hit-Boy over the past few months in anticipation of their forthcoming collaborative project together. If the past few singles are any indication, Hit-Boy and Pacman Da Gunman will be coming through with a fire body of work that emphasizes the raw and gritty nature of West Coast hip-hop.

This week, the two slid through with their latest collab, “Not Your Average.” The pulsating West Coast bassline leads the way as Pacman sticks his competition with a reminder that he remains a leader in L.A.

The latest release from the two artists follows previous singles like “Find A Balance” and “Told Us Not To Do It.”

Pacman Da Gunman & Hit-Boy – Not Your Average (prod. Hit-Boy)

Lyrics

(Yeah Yeah Yeah turn it up a bit for me Aye Aye yeah Aye Aye Aye lil more Yeah Yeah Look) Palm iching so I’m on my way to get it Keep them peoples out my business I aint struggled in a minute Now she always in her feelings I aint fucked her in a minute
But she know she gotta suck it till I’m finished Uh not your average I’m a goon from the gutter I’m a n**** that’s gone take it there every single summer Block burner 90’s baby I’m a hotboy Thirty shots in these brand-new cop toys Break the Benz got it fixed went and bought a Range Know some n***** got rich then they left the game Me yeah, I just left the hood n**** Ask my youngins I just dropped off some goods n**** Ask my youngins yeah, I’m way worse than suge n**** I was twelve years old with the pull n**** Now I’m pulling up in a late model forgin and its tinted up attitude still fuck it n**** hit em up My ambition as a rider n**** zip them up Look every month I do a dub and that’s a fact n**** Not including all the money from the trap n**** Palm iching so I’m on my way to get it Keep them peoples out my business I ain’t struggled in a minute now she always in her feelings I ain’t fucked her in a minute But she know she gotta suck it till I’m finished Uh not your average I’m a goon from the gutter I’m a n**** that’s gone take it there every single summer Block burner 90’s baby I’m a hotboy Thirty shots in these brand-new cop toys Big fella two rollies five Cubans and they all yellow Got mid highs and lows and they all selling N***** said they all solid but they all telling You n***** talk like reverends Look count me up don’t wanna hear it ain’t no cash involved and I’m tryna get Don’t Know cause my life revolved ain’t no feelings for no snitches yall be popin off
Wasn’t for the cameras n**** would have killed them all Do it for the real Do it for the trenches Do it for the shooters that got sent to the benches
Slug for the fake Slug for the hate Slug for the n***** helped the pigs crack the case