To Go Plate - Bfb Da Packman

Yeah

If you not with the Lunch Crew Company, who the fuck is you with, dawg?

Like

(HerbMadeThisBeat)

Look

Woo, I’m a problem

I don’t like my bitches loud, I like 'em chocolate (Period)

Mike Amiri jeans, these ain’t Robin

I got drip (Chlamydia), need a doctor (Y'ello)

Cheesecake over peach cobbler (Uh)

Young nigga came up off (Haha, shh, got you)

I ain’t puttin' nan' bitch over my dollar (Uh)

Fat, black, donut-eating nigga with a cold flow

Still fuckin' up these beats, I’m a dodo (Uh)

Pay me for a feature, send a beat, I’m in go mode (Woo)

Huh, watch me snap on that bitch like a photo (Click)

Trickin' off my paper with a thot, that’s a no-no (No-no)

They still hoppin' on my dick like a pogo (Jump)

I hit DC, I’m at Howard with a cold ho

She bad, but pussy like a Jeep, it ain’t got no doors

Want her for the free, you don’t get paid to spring (Uh)

Snapchat then delete, you ain’t savin' it (Y'ello)

I ain’t payin' for no pussy, bitch, you payin' for dick (What?)

Fat nigga sendin' dick pics, I ain’t scared of shit, ayy (Bitch)

My niggas hatin' on me, they ain’t glad I won (Uh)

But when niggas had that work, they ain’t hand me none (Uh)

And I ain’t fuckin' with no condoms, don’t pass me none (No)

Nasty nigga, mama said I’m my daddy’s son (Me)

Fuck a label deal, that won’t work for me (Bitch)

I put my own money up, now it work for me, bitch (Uh)

Lunch Crew, bitch, come and work for me

I put my niggas on that bread like some turkey meat (Yeah)

I wonder why white folks hate fellas?

(Uh)

My cousin Light caught a body and he ate seven (Huh?)

Don’t give a fuck what the sentence is, I ain’t tellin'

I got a plug on the blues like a bank teller

Woo, I’m a problem

I don’t like my bitches loud, I like 'em chocolate (Period)

Mike Amiri jeans, these ain’t Robin

I got drip (Chlamydia), need a doctor (Y'ello)

Cheesecake over peach cobbler (Uh)

Young nigga came up off (Haha, shh, got you)

I ain’t puttin' nan' bitch over my dollar (Uh)

These hoes don’t really love you, time’ll tell

Ducked off with Gabrielle and she fine as hell (Yeah)

I’ll sell a ho a wish and hope she find a well

Bitch say I ate her ass, she ate mine as well (Haha)

Lunch crew niggas got the big bank (Huh?)

I’m talkin' freshwater fish in the fish tanks (Splash)

Alaska stuffed salmon on ten plates (Eat it)

I won’t let your bitch suck my dick 'cause her spit stink (Trife bitch)

Say you want a big-dick money-getter, stop (Huh?)

You gon' suck whatever dick I got in stock (Ah)

On the block with my opps, make a nigga body drop (Boom, boom)

Wake up refreshed, hit my knees, and make Salat (Fresh)

I’m the new Biggie, niggas talkin' Tee Grizzley

Man, you niggas sound silly

Might go and swipe a Bentley, I’m Dallas with the blicky

Chef Quavis get my last 'cause I know he dyin' with me (Nigga)

My kids love a nigga like I’m Ben 10 (Ben 10)

I’ll swipe an army truck, I got big bands (Swipe)

Baby mama in my business, always dippin'

If I pay all the bills, bitch, don’t ask me where my dick been (Back up)

Aw shit, I got the hiccups (Yup)

My mama said she want a million, I’ma get one

Lunch Crew cuttin' checks like it’s nip-tucks

I put the donuts down, then pick a nigga bitch up, ooh

Woo, I’m a problem

I don’t like my bitches loud, I like 'em chocolate (Period)

Mike Amiri jeans, these ain’t Robin

I got drip (Chlamydia), need a doctor (Y'ello)

Cheesecake over peach cobbler (Uh)

Young nigga came up off (Haha, shh, got you)

I ain’t puttin' nan' bitch over my dollar (Uh)

Yeah, one time, one time

Yeah

Lunch Crew, come and join the lunch line, yeah

Hahaha, Lunch Crew shit, baby

You know what I mean?

One deep, nigga, you know what I mean?

R.I.P.

Kanasha, bitch