Federal Lyrics – Bfb Da Packman
Singer: Bfb Da Packman
Title: Federal
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-b#tch, I’m goin’ federal
You got caught with a brick and now you out, b#tch 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-b#tch, I’m goin’ federal
You got caught with a brick and now you out, b#tch 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 b#tch cheated, I guess I’m hardly special
N-n#gg#s say they droppin’ sh#t, but they hardly steppin’
Put twenty racks on this biscuit ’cause he sent my dawg to heaven
Left limp broke, I came back with bags, n#gg#, Ari Fletcher
If you get caught with some dope, don’t say my name
We with some ghetto b#tches, they want hookah and some limeade
W-went from EBT to EDD, you know that crime pay
I came up, show my n#gg#s how to eat, LeBron James
I remember back when I ain’t have a pot to piss in
n#gg#s 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 n#gg# got rich and went and bought a Honda Civic
Are you with the Lunch Crew Company? I employ n#gg#s
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 n#gg#
Faithful b#tches don’t reply to DMs, they ignore n#gg#s
B-b#tch, I’m goin’ federal
You got caught with a brick and now you out, b#tch 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-b#tch, I’m goin’ federal
You got caught with a brick and now you out, b#tch 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, f#ck her raw, don’t got plastic
Side hoes say marriages, thot b#tches do matter
“Honey Pack” to “Free Joe”, b#tch I got thot classics
I don’t know sh#t about your stimmy, broke b#tch, 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 [?] bundles, you gotta pay the f#cker
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 mixed or somethin’?
B-b#tch, I’m goin’ federal
You got caught with a brick and now you out, b#tch 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-b#tch, I’m goin’ federal
You got caught with a brick and now you out, b#tch 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
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