delulu - bfb da packman & ddg lyrics
[intro: bfb da packman]
caasi, drop the beat
(i’m so proud of you, caasi)
[verse: bfb da packman]
b*tch, i’m tryna pop my sh*t
tryna be somethin’ that you ain’t, that’s the reason pac got hit
sellin’ dope in word form got me with a knot like this
i f*ck her raw and spoil her rotten, but lil’ baby not my b*tch
oh my god, don’t care how tight the jeans is, the glock’ll fit
come to my bm as a woman, that’s the day i sock a b*tch
gettin’ money out in dallas off the grease, djokovic
my granny ask what’s all that noise, sorry, i just dropped a brick
i made it out the gutter, all my clothes get dry*cleaned
dope jumpin’ out the ‘rexes, white ho got high knees
told pharrell f*ck louis vuitton, fat boy want the icecreams
all this nеw sh*t in my driveway, i’m a f*ckin’ hypebeast
a max flats, swimming trunks, whitе tee
n*ggas can’t rap for sh*t, they just on a type beat
these hoes pretty, but they broke, jigga had to wife b
and your b*tch ain’t really bad unless she got some nice feet
i fell off last year, but i’m back, can’t turn me down
can’t f*ck you from the front, you ain’t my main, turn around
she got a pool, i need a life jacket, i’ma drown
he ran off with that sack, sneaky t, gun him down
[chorus: bfb da packman]
i’m with the same set, i’m not gon’ lie
i’d die before i get my chain sn*tched, i’m not gon’ lie
off a perc’, baby, i ain’t came yet, i’m not gon’ lie
b*tch bad, but she got some lame head, i’m not gon’ lie
d*mn, i’m not gon’ lie
dope good, but it ain’t hit his veins yet, i’m not gon’ lie
f*ck me good, you can’t be my main b*tch, i’m not gon’ lie
she delulu, baby need a brain check, i’m not gon’ lie
[verse 2: ddg]
pontiac to flint, these lil’ n*ggas got me bent
if she a ten, i pay her rent, i’m in her guts with every inch (okay)
i’m at somerset, i can’t keep track of what i spent
but i know i ain’t make a dent, ten k to me is like a cent (yeah)
i’m a motherf*ckin’ boss, n*gga, i don’t keep receipts, don’t give a f*ck what that sh*t cost, n*gga
couldn’t keep your b*tch because you cheap, just take your loss, n*gga
she a wife to you, when she with us, she gettin’ tossed, n*gga
every woman cheat, they just discreet and don’t get caught, n*gga
248 to 810, my opps are stuck, i made it, though
he said he gon’ make it out the hood, well, what he waitin’ on?
hit a ghetto b*tch from flint, her lace front i keep yankin’ on
i don’t know how it’s hangin’ on, okay
[chorus: bfb da packman]
i’m with the same set, i’m not gon’ lie
i’d die before i get my chain sn*tched, i’m not gon’ lie
off a perc’, baby, i ain’t came yet, i’m not gon’ lie
b*tch bad, but she got some lame head, i’m not gon’ lie
d*mn, i’m not gon’ lie
dope good, but it ain’t hit his veins yet, i’m not gon’ lie
f*ck me good, you can’t be my main b*tch, i’m not gon’ lie
she delulu, baby need a brain check, i’m not gon’ lie
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