Federal - Bfb Da Packman

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

(Sdot on the track)

B-bitch, I’m goin' federal

You got caught with a brick and now you out, bitch, I’m scared of you

What’s that ticking sound?

Oh, that Rollie ain’t perpetual

I-If money on the floor, then take them thotties out my schedule

B-bitch, I’m goin' federal

You got caught with a brick and now you out, bitch, I’m scared of you

What’s that ticking sound?

O-oh, that Rollie ain’t perpetual

If money on the floor, then take them thotties out my schedule

Found out my bitch chatin', I guess I’m hardly special

N-niggas say they droppin' shit, but thy hardly steppin'

Put twenty racks on his biscuit 'cause he sent my dawg to heaven

Left Flint broke, came back with bags, nigga, Ari Fletcher

You get caught with some dope, don’t say my name

We with some ghetto bitches, they want hookah and some limeade

W-went from EBT to EDD, you know that crime pay

I came up, show my niggas how to eat, LeBron James

I remember back when I ain’t have a pot to piss in

Niggas was eatin' Ruth’s Chris, I had Popeye’s Chicken

I-in church talkin' to God, he asked me why I got my blickie

Young fat nigga got rich and went and bought a Honda Civic

Are you with the Lunch Crew Company?

I employ niggas

Was in her friend-zone, took it out, I stuck my boy in her

I-I get money, then I duck off at the crib, I’m a bored nigga

Faithful bitches don’t reply to DMs, they ignore niggas

B-bitch, I’m goin' federal

You got caught with a brick and now you out, bitch, I’m scared of you

What’s that ticking sound?

Oh, that Rollie ain’t perpetual

I-If money on the floor, then take them thotties out my schedule

B-bitch, I’m goin' federal

You got caught with a brick and now you out, bitch, I’m scared of you

What’s that ticking sound?

O-oh, that Rollie ain’t perpetual

If money on the floor, then take them thotties out my schedule

Yeah, melanin on yacht masters, fuck her raw, don’t got plastic

Side hoes save marriages, thot bitches do matter

«Honey Pack» to «Free Joe», bitch, I got thot classics

I don’t know shit about your stimmy, broke bitch, stop askin'

Galleria with my favorite thottie, but we ain’t holdin' hands

Yo' man snitchin', brought him back around and he told again

Dog-doggy bone, ran off with a sack, I gotta smoke my friends

Family full of hoes, even my granny got an OnlyFans

I-I hit for some Kendra P bundles, you gotta pay the fucker

I bust when she twenty sucks in, she a baby hunter

You want an ounce?

Twenty of us cut, that’s a baby onion

You got shot now you wanna go to church, what you Ma$e or somethin'?

B-bitch, I’m goin' federal

You got caught with a brick and now you out, bitch, I’m scared of you

What’s that ticking sound?

Oh, that Rollie ain’t perpetual

I-If money on the floor, then take them thotties out my schedule

B-bitch, I’m goin' federal

You got caught with a brick and now you out, bitch, I’m scared of you

What’s that ticking sound?

O-oh, that Rollie ain’t perpetual

If money on the floor, then take them thotties out my schedule