[Intro]

The Lunch Crew Company, I'm part of that

Please, please don't ever use that, it's so embarrassing for me (Hahaha)

The Lunch Crew Company

(My nigga Caasi, turn up)

[Chorus: BFB Da Packman]

Picked up a nigga bitch then pop me a perky

Fucking all night, got a nigga thirsty

Drunk in love, I was surfboard surfing

I do drugs, hell nah, I ain't perfect

I snuck my gun in the club, they don't search me

I got the ups in case a nigga try to murk me

22, but I call her Big Bertha

Take my cheque? Ah, Is it really worth it?

[Verse 1: BFB Da Packman]

Wait one question, do you love your life?

Touch my ice, then you won't leave the club tonight

Lamb chop eating in the club with the dirty Sprite

Whole squad strapped in the club, I'm with thirty dykes

"Packman, who made this beat?" Uh, the goat Cassi made it

Quarter mill on grass and dirt, so the pad is spacious

Naji telling me don't drop no music, gotta have some patience

And if life a horror film, I ain't dying, I'm stabbing Jason

I come from Flint to have a ratchet dog that's drastically basic

I got dreams of coming home to Ri-Ri and she asshole naked

Cheese pizza on arrival, baby, you can hold the bacon

Same bitches used to play me, wanna fuck me 'cause I made it

Hahaha, ole' stupid ass bitch you missed your blessings

Never satisfied with one plate, bae, give me seconds

Don't be embarrassed by a queef, it's a gift from heaven

Bad bitches be poor as hell, just give me sevens

Laughing at my lyrics, but the shit I feel legit

Nigga ran off with a hoopsy when he could of had a brick

Extort who? Bitch, kill me, I won't give yo ass a cent

And stop asking 'bout our water, bitch, we suffer from that shit

You heard it on the news, bitch, we got lead in it

You make a joke, you laugh, I'll put your fucking head in it

I cut my cousin off our business 'cause he put the feds in it

The fiends love the dope I cook 'cause I put my leg in it

Bitch, not my feet

First hundred racks he touched say he iced his teeth

If I see you when I'm with my baby mama, I'm not going speak

She said we fucked, bae, that bitch lying, bae, I don't cheat

Free Kodak, ain't no punk in me

I feel like jagged edge, had to put some umph in it

The White House been fucked since niggas put Trump in it

I slid in her DM's, she didn't reply so I unsent it

[Chorus: BFB Da Packman]

Picked up a nigga bitch then pop me a perky

Fucking all night, got a nigga thirsty

Drunk in love, I was surfboard surfing

I do drugs, hell nah, I ain't perfect

I snuck my gun in the club, they don't search me

I got the ups in case a nigga try to murk me

22, but I call her Big Bertha

Take my cheque? Ah, Is it really worth it?

[Verse 2: Sada Baby]

Nigga ain't going take a damn thing but his own life

In the strip club with my main thing, she hold the pole right

I sip too much bodeine, can't catch a cold right

Three Percocet's and a soma, fuck the whole night

All I do is get high, I'm a whole kite

You niggas can't get high, ain't got no flight

Fuck ya baby mama two times 'cause her hole tight

AR won't jam on no scammer, this a soul swipe

My brother keep the strap and fuck bitches, he a whole dyke

My niggas keep that bag on the road, it ain't no overnight

A bitch text me yesterday that I used to love

Talkin' 'bout she miss me, want the Scuba to do her in the butt

Red tie, red tie

Baby used to hold me down, now the Scuba ain't around and she in a rut

Dropped a bitch like I'm clumsy being a clutz

Huh, bitches wanna call me bucky, I'm wearing the buffs

Choppa rip a nigga like some paper, tearing him up

Ain't got no respect for my neighbors and they driveway

Huh, make my dog chase a white boy like next Friday

Then put the roach out on that bitch nigga fiancée

Huh, I break a nigga skateboard then look a nigga momma and them in the eye and make 'em pay for it

No more locked doors, that's what we got the K for

Your sisters and them keep acting extra timid like they ain't whores

Pull up to a nigga hood to get some shots up

All my niggas living they lying, they said they shot us

Huh we'll spin your block then buy it to set a shop up

Call the FN Kawai, it'll get his body locked up

[Chorus: BFB Da Packman]

Picked up a nigga bitch then pop me a perky

Fucking all night, got a nigga thirsty

Drunk in love, I was surfboard surfing

I do drugs, hell nah, I ain't perfect

I snuck my gun in the club, they don't search me

I got the ups in case a nigga try to murk me

22, but I call her Big Bertha

Take my cheque? Ah, Is it really worth it?