BFB Da Packman, Coi Leray - Ocean Prime lyrics

Houston or Michigan? Michigan
From Michigan what, what's the company?
The Lunch Crew Company, I'm part of that
Please don't ever use that
It's so embarrassing to me
What, the Lunch Crew? Her
The Lunch Crew Company
(yeah Baby, you did this one) yeah
(yeah Baby, you did this one)

Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yay
She want Ocean Prime
But she gettin' Chick-Fil-A
If I can't hit it raw
Then get the fuck up out my face
D-D-D-Damn, I want her bad
But she tellin' me she gay
Oh, what am I gon' do in this space?
Suck on her titties and just stuff
A hundred blues in the safe
I'm getting litty in this bitty
Got my goons in the place
And I don't care if they little
Put them boobs in my face (yeah)

Excuse me, can you pass me my glasses?
Let me see somethin'
I'm up an M and my brother just beat one
She tired of suckin' dick
Let's take a break 'cause her knees numb
I don't trust no bitch who
Get pregnant off of pre-cum
Bitches see me out like, "Ooh, Packman
Girl I follow him" seen a Ferrari on Insta'
Hell yeah I wanna ride with him
Fly her in then fuck her
Then it's back to Metropolitan
Hand her plan B's, pull my gun out, "Bitch
Swallow 'em"
I like all women, ice cream, Neapolitan
Higherveli brand, man
I had to fly her Solomon
He was hatin' on the low
I don't like the way he politic
I'm tryna stick my PP in cocaine
But he was blockin' it former trap nigga
I got dope from my cuticles
I like ghetto hoes
When they talk they use whoopty-woo
Fuck every artist that ain't signed
To Sounds Music Group look her in her eyes
Stick my tongue in her juicy fruit

Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yay
She want Ocean Prime
But she gettin' Chick-Fil-A
If I can't hit it raw
Then get the fuck up out my face
D-D-D-Damn, I want her bad
But she tellin' me she gay
Oh, what am I gon' do in this space?
Suck on her titties and just stuff
A hundred blues in the safe
I'm getting litty in this bitty
Got my goons in the place
And I don't care if they little
Put them boobs in my face (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

Yeah, bitches wanna be like me, okay
Bitch, I take trip in and
Out the bank all day
Couple bad bitches with me and
They go both ways
You might wanna hide your nigga
I might put it in his face
Bitch, I'm number one
(One) , yeah, your bitch is
Top three (Top three) , yeah
Bitch, I'm runnin' shit
(Let's go) , yeah, they is not me (No, no)
Yeah
Brand new foreigns, yeah, this a twenty-three
(Let's go) it's a four door, yeah
Riding down the street

Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yay
(Let's go) she want Ocean Prime
But she gettin' Chick-Fil-A (Ugh)
If I can't hit it raw
Then get the fuck up out my face (Let's go)
D-D-D-Damn, I want her bad
But she tellin' me she gay
Oh, what am I gon' do in this space?
Suck on her titties and just stuff
A hundred blues in the safe (Woo)
I'm getting litty in this bitty
Got my goons in the place
And I don't care if they little
Put them boobs in my face (Let's go, yeah)
Yeah, Packman, uh yeah, uh, uh
Yeah, Coi Leray, uh, yeah, uh let's go