[Intro: BFB Da Packman]
Houston or Michigan?
Michigan
From Michigan
But what's the company?
The Lunch Crew Company, I'm part of it
Please don't ever use that, 'cause that's embarrassing to me
What, the Lunch Crew? (Her)
The Lunch Crew Company
Yeah (Enrgy made this one)
[Verse]
Went to LA just to work with Big Hit
Bitch pussy always stink, so I call her big fish
It's a drought on Wockhardt, so I gotta sip Trish
I heard Tyla got that water, bae, I'm tryna get drenched (I need the water right now)
But we friends, though
Cully Black Badge, I can't fit inside the Lambo
Niggas ain't touchin' no money like your hands broke
Nigga don't take care of his kids, what you stand for?
I remember carvin' my name in a kilo
Seein' ScHoolboy lost weight got me fuckin' with the keto
In New Jersey with a freak ho, ridin', vibin' to "Faneto"
Take my soul through my peehole, dick get lost when she deepthroat (Nah for real, where my dick at?)
Give me the jerk salmon
Hit her all night off a pill, call it Perc' damage
I need to go to rehab, I'm a syrup bandit
Stingy with my heart, my ex broke it, that shit hurt, damnit
And I'm still 'bout it
Granny mad I still trap, fuck how she feel 'bout it
I'll take the BBL or a real body
If I was Aaliyah daddy, bitch, I would've killed Robert
Yeah, R. Kelly
A six of Trish'll turn a Sprite to a dark Pepsi
Ridin' in a whip full of shooters, yeah, the car zesty
Yeah, you know the coochie good if her car messy
Lost my best eater, man, that shit feel like my heart left me
Need a replacement
Next year, I might pop out on Drake shit
The best hoes poppin' pussy on the day shift
Seein' Al Green out in person made me hate grits
Hold on, wait, look, allahu akbar
Police flicked us, but he found a Glock, bitch, that is not ours
Sneaky been cool since he been sober, used to pop bars
Lightskin bad model bitch, but my pop dark (Can you pass me my cup please?)
You lil' dirty bitch
Trap like Popeyes, watch how quick I make a birdie flip
Niggas scared of other grown men, but'll hurt a chick
Coochie good, but she so toxic, never callin' quits (We forever, bitch)
Fuck rehab
Mama hit the lottery and didn't share? Where my ski mask?
Treat a bitch heart like a motherfuckin' bean bag
Need more fuel to rap, bitch, where my lean at?
Call Gabe, I'm feelin' like I'm On The Radar
I'm goin' hard like a prison with a gay guard
Designer shit talkin', baby, you can call these Bape bars
Told my bitch this my crib, I never say "ours"
[Outro]
Y'ello
Huh
Big Lunch Crew, man, you know what I'm sayin'? Designer shit talkin', that's what we on, man
Know what I'm sayin'? I had to drop some shit like this just to
Just to show you I still got it, you know what I'm sayin'?
When I put out that last tape, man
Everybody was just like, "Man, we wanna hear more shit talkin', we wanna hear, we wanna hear more shit talkin'"
Bitch, I don't wanna talk shit
Damn, I wanna make quality, you know what I'm sayin', music with hooks and shit like that
Nigga, I don't wanna shit talk all day
So I put this tape together so y'all can get some shit talkin'
Y'all want some shit talkin', I'ma give y'all some shit talkin'
You know what I'm sayin'?
Enrgy, BFB Da Packman, know what I'm sayin'? Shit talkin', there you go
Bucko, enjoy