[BFB Da Packman]
From where? (What do you mean from where?)
Houston or Michigan? (From Michigan)
From Michigan
On God, what's the company?
The Lunch Crew Company, I'm part of that
Please don't ever use that, it's so embarrassing to me
The Lunch Crew Company
(You aren't even a cool breeze for my man Taz)
Y'ello
[BFB Da Packman]
I was gon' cuff this bitch until she went and fucked my dog
I'm tryna get lifted, my codeine, I sip it raw
I hate a perfect girl, I like my women to be flawed
My mama think I'm sellin' dope, bitch, I'm gettin' it off the fraud (Yeah)
This ain't no bully, this some fentanyl
I kinda think that I'm a vegan how I fuck this chicken off (Y'ello)
Police get behind us, gotta take the switches off
My nigga dragged me all on Facebook 'cause I told that nigga nah
[BFB Da Packman]
I be hustlin', so I be big ballin' (Big)
Hold on, stop the beat, this nigga bitch callin' (Hello?)
Honey-glazed salmon, but I want the shrimp garlic (Woo)
Tried to charge me for that pussy, sell that shit on Listcrawlers
Bitch, wrong nigga (Bitch, wrong nigga)
This nigga hate my guts but wanna do a song with me (Woo)
Thinkin' I'ma judge 'cause she love powder, baby, go'n, sniff it
If I fly you out, I want you pantyless, no thongs with you (This is a no-panty zone, no panties)
Barbecue in West V, I done brought the baked beans
How is you a real nigga and got some fake teeth?
Bunch of grown-ass men gossipin', it made me hate tea
Before I see my mama struggle, told my bitch to mace me, nigga (Ooh)
[BFB Da Packman]
I was gon' cuff this bitch until she went and fucked my dog
I'm tryna get lifted, my codeine, I sip it raw
I hate a perfect girl, I like my women to be flawed
My mama think I'm sellin' dope, bitch, I'm gettin' it off the fraud (Yeah)
This ain't no bully, this some fentanyl
I kinda think that I'm a vegan how I fuck this chicken off (Y'ello)
Police get behind us, gotta take the switches off
My nigga dragged me all on Facebook 'cause I told that nigga nah
[Skilla Baby]
Tryna chop a ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-chew like Packman
She wanna fuck a Black man, so I blew her back in
All-black 'fit, I'm fly as hell like Batman (Huh?)
She wanna fuck me badder 'cause she seen that cash spin
Y'ello (Y'ello), I mean hello (Hello)
(How you doin'? It's We Eat The Most Records)
You wanna book Skilla Baby, please bring me an eighty (Eighty)
I'm in the streets too deep, only God can save me (Huh)
I'm into hand-to-hands (Huh), my niggas bustin' Navys (For real)
Promoter say I cost too much, fuck you, nigga, pay me (Fuck you)
I pull up on these bitches with my jimmy like I'm Swae Lee (Like I'm Swae Lee)
Please don't try to play me, I'm beatin' shit like Tay Keith (Huh, huh)
[BFB Da Packman]
I was gon' cuff this bitch until she went and fucked my dog
I'm tryna get lifted, my codeine, I sip it raw
I hate a perfect girl, I like my women to be flawed
My mama think I'm sellin' dope, bitch, I'm gettin' it off the fraud (Yeah)
This ain't no bully, this some fentanyl
I kinda think that I'm a vegan how I fuck this chicken off (Y'ello)
Police get behind us, gotta take the switches off
My nigga dragged me all on Facebook 'cause I told that nigga nah
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