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syrup damage - bfb da packman lyrics

[intro: groupie, bfb da packman]
huston 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 (hahaha)
what, the lunch crew?
her
the lunch crew company
yeah (enrgy made this one)

[verse]
went to la just to work with big hit
b*tch p*ssy always stink so i call her big fish
it’s a drop on wockhart so i got to sip trish
heard tyla got that water, bae i’m trying to get drenched
i need the water right now!

cully black badge, i can’t fit inside the lambo
n*ggas ain’t touching no money like they hands broke
n*ggas don’t take care of his kids, what you stand for?
i remember carving my name in a kilo
seen schoolboy lost weight, got me f*cking with the keto
in new jersey with a freak hoe, riding, vibing to faneto
take my soul through my pee hole, d*ck get lost when she deepthroat
nah for real, where my d*ck 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 sh*t hurt d*mn it
and i’m still ‘bout it
granny mad i still trap, f*ck how she feel bout it
i’ll take the bbl over a real body
if i was aaliyah daddy, b*tch, i would have k!lled robert
yeah, r. kelly
a 6 of trish will turn a sprite to a dark pepsi
riding in a whip full of shooters, yeah the car zesty
and you know the coochie good if her car messy
lost my best eater man that sh*t feel like my heart left me
need a replacement
next year i might pop out on drake’s sh*t
the best hoes popping p*ssy on the day shift
see al green out in person make me hate grits
hold on, wait
allahu akbar
police fl!cked us but he found a glock, b*tch, that is not ours
sneaky been cool since he been sober, used to pop bars
lightskin bad model b*tch but my pop dark
can you pass me my cup please?
you little dirty b*tch
trap like popeyes, watch how quick i make a birdy flip
n*ggas scared of other grown men but will hurt a chick
coochie good but she so toxic, never calling quits
we forever b*tch
f*ck rehab
momma hit the lottery and didn’t share? where my ski mask?
treat a b*tch heart like a motherf*cking bean bag
need more fuel to rap, b*tch where my lean at
call gabe, i’m feeling like i’m on the radar
i’m going hard like a prison with a g*y guard
designer sh*t*talking, baby you can call these bape bars
told my b*tch this my crib, i never say ours
[outro]
y’ello
buh!
big lunch crew man you know what i’m saying
designer sh*t*talking, that’s what we on man
you know what i’m saying, i had to drop some sh*t like this just to
just to show you i still got it, you know what i’m saying?
when i put out that last tape man, everybody was just like
man we want to hear more sh*t talking, we want to hear, we want to hear more sh*t talking
b*tch, i don’t want to talk sh*t, d*mn
i want to make quality, you know what i’m saying, music with hooks and sh*t like that
n*gga i don’t want to sh*t talk all day
so i put this tape together so y’all can get some sh*t talking
y’all want some sh*t talking, i’m gonna give y’all some sh*t talking, you know what i’m saying?
enrgy, bfb da packman, sh*t talking there you go
bakaoo, enjoy

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