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lirik lagu serigo mcfarlane/robert takbar – bfb da packman

part i: serigo mcfarlane

[chorus]
f*cking with gunna*gunna, on the over/under i done f*cked around and caught drips
i was born broke, grew up broke, then a young n*gga got fixed
it’s chucky time, you play*play, n*gga everybody got sticks
since nip died, boys inspired, n*gga everybody turn crip
i can’t take a photo, you ain’t my main b*tch, you my low*low
not into doing promo, you can give me top, let me poke though
if i take a risk, i wanna bolo, me and baby joker goin loko
i need good gas, keep the coco, need 100 pounds of mojo jojo

[verse 1]
if i die lemme go to heaven, alkaline on the beverage
in acres homes, at mickey*d’s extra mac sauce number 7
can’t leave the country i’m a felon, white b*tch name rebecca
got $100 million on my schedule, on the couch chillin wit ellen
donut, donut donut, donut, i’m in love
ain’t one b*tch i could trust, i get tuna fish on my sub
bunka burger not the beef, marathon on the fleece
if you ain’t loyal, swallow bleach, if the b*tch faithful, i’ma cheat
every b*tch a f*ck hoe, don’t call my phone bout hoes
i can’t snitch it’s a no, that go against my soul
da got the dope, dapper dan on the coat
i fell in love with the hoe, i love the way she drive the boat (kodak)
ihop over denny’s, ratchet b*tches on tinder
big mama caught me cheating and punched the b*tch
who the f*ck she is, remy
paid a bill cosbys for the nikes, i am 50tyson
f*ck 3 cousins in the same night, my granny know i’m triflin
[chorus]
f*cking with gunna*gunna, on the over/under i done f*cked around and caught drip
i was born broke, grew up broke, then a young n*gga got fixed
it’s chucky time, you play*play, n*gga everybody got sticks
since nip died, boys inspired, n*gga, everybody turn crip
i can’t take a photo, you ain’t my main b*tch, you my low*low
not into doing promo, you can give me top, let me poke though
if i take a risk, i wanna bolo, me and baby joker goin loko
i need good gas, keep the coco, need 100 pounds of mojo jojo

[verse 2]
one deep, lunch crew, mike amiri, achoo!
sn*tch ya chain, we gon shoot, smoke you in a chicken coop
my side b*tch a bugga boo, get popped like a bubble do
b*tches be in love on the ‘gram, when in real life f*ckable
compare drip with gunna*gunna, i done spend about a dub or two
drip check with dj mustard, stupid drip, need a tub or two
i’m lit baby, i’ma flint baby, dirty water, how we coming through
got a philly b*tch, said she into health, she’ll f*ck for a jamba juice
lunch crew, lunch crew, lunch crew lunch crew, i put the money up
now n*ggas wanna come around, old hoes wanna f*ck me now
w*w*want a piece of what a n*gga worth, on mommas, gotta be smoking work
ex hoes wanna rekindle, i text ’em back you gotta suck it first
it’s war time, we gon’ stake it out, leave a n*gga in a vacant house
feds wanna question, no interviews, we don’t take a plea we goin straight to trial
the bag talk, that’s how my drip talk, chanel, my hoe not bear claw
lying n*ggas talking brick talk, remember big show i’m big sauce
part ii: robert takbar

[hook]
mama put me out the house, she said i was a target
but she don’t know i got this glock in me closet
big belly rude boy, moving silence, no talking
feds did a sweep i flushed it up down the toilet
mama put me out the house, she said i was a target
but she don’t know i got this glock in me closet
big belly rude boy, moving silence, no talking
feds did a sweep, i flushed it up down the toilet

[verse 1]
look, i dipped off to houston, they was looking for me
b*tch, i’m rapping now, up my sound with takbar and meek
i’ma drop the porsche and then, period panties, my seats
and these hoes love me, i’m built like despicable me
b*tch, i’m outta shape, trap s*xy, stuffed with a thousand plates
cezar 52, she on a date with a heavyweight
boom*shakala, boom*shakala, well, wait
michigan n*ggas punch anything, my n*gga punched the k
b*tch leg skinny but ass fat, i call her pumpkin bae
she went crazy, went to the feds off a punching case
no clean money, we swipe gods, we had to punch the case
i ain’t beefin’ with ovo when i say my n*gga punched a drake
[chorus]
mama put me out the house, she said i was a target
but she don’t know i got this glock in me closet
big belly, rude boy, moving silence, no talking
feds did a sweep, i flushed it up down the toilet
mama put me out the house, she said i was a target
but she don’t know i got this glock in me closet
big belly, rude boy, moving silence, no talking
feds did a sweep, i flushed it up down the toilet

- bfb da packman

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