BFB Da Packman - To Go Plate lyrics

(Are you guys with the Lunch Crew Company?)
Yeah if you not with the Lunch Crew
Company,  who the fuck is you with
Dawg? Like (HerbMadeThisBeat)
Look

Woo, I'm a problem
I don't like my bitches loud
I like 'em chocolate  (Period)
Mike Amiri jeans, these ain't Robin
I got drip 
(Chlamydia) , need a doctor (Y'ello)
Cheesecake over peach cobbler (Uh)

I ain't puttin' nan' bitch over my dollar
(Uh)

Fat, black
Donut-eating nigga with a cold flow
Still fuckin' up these beats, I'm a dodo (Uh)
Pay me for a feature, send a beat


I'm in go mode (Woo)
Huh, watch me snap on that bitch like a photo
(Click) trickin' off my paper with a thot
That's a no no (No no)
They still hoppin' on my dick like a pogo
(Jump)
I hit DC, I'm at Howard with a cold ho
She bad, but pussy like a Jeep
It ain't got no doors want her for the free
You don't get paid to spring (Uh)
Snapchat then delete, you ain't savin' it
(Y'ello) i ain't payin' for no pussy, bitch
You payin' for dick (What?)
Fat nigga sendin' dick pics, I
Ain't scared of shit, ayy
(Bitch)
My niggas hatin' on me, they ain't glad I won
(Uh) but when niggas had that work
They ain't hand me none (Uh)
And I ain't fuckin' with no condoms
Don't pass me none (No)
Nasty nigga, mama said I'm my daddy's son
(Me)
Fuck a label deal, that won't work for me
(Bitch)
I put my own money up, now it work for me
Bitch (Uh)
Lunch Crew, bitch, come and work for me
I put my niggas on that
Bread like some turkey meat (yeah)
I wonder why white folks hate fellas? (Uh)
My cousin Light caught a body
And he ate seven (Huh?)
Don't give a fuck what the sentence is
I ain't tellin'
I got a plug on the blues like a bank teller

Woo, I'm a problem
I don't like my bitches loud
I like 'em chocolate (Period)
Mike Amiri jeans, these ain't Robin
I got drip
(Chlamydia) , need a doctor (Y'ello)
Cheesecake over peach cobbler (Uh)
Young nigga came up off (Haha, shh, got you)
I ain't puttin' nan' bitch over my dollar
(Uh)

These hoes don't really love you
Time'll tell ducked off with Gabrielle and
She fine as hell (yeah)
I'll sell a ho a wish and
Hope she find a well
Bitch say I ate her ass, she ate mine as well
(Haha)
Lunch crew niggas got the big bank (Huh?)
I'm talkin' freshwater fish in the fish tanks
(Splash)
Alaska stuffed salmon on ten plates (Eat it)
I won't let your bitch suck my
Dick 'cause her spit stink (Trife bitch)
Say you want a big-dick money-getter, stop
(Huh?)
You gon' suck whatever dick I got in stock
(Ah) on the block with my opps
Make a nigga body drop (Boom, boom)
Wake up refreshed, hit my knees
And make Salat (Fresh)
I'm the new Biggie
Niggas talkin' Tee Grizzley
Man, you niggas sound silly
Might go and swipe a Bentley
I'm Dallas with the blicky
Chef Quavis get my last 'cause I
Know he dyin' with me (Nigga)
My kids love a nigga like I'm Ben 10 (Ben 10)
I'll swipe an army truck, I got big bands
(Swipe)
Baby mama in my business, always dippin'
If I pay all the bills, bitch
Don't ask me where my dick been (Back up)
Aw shit, I got the hiccups (Yup)
My mama said she want a million, I'ma get one
Lunch Crew cuttin' checks like it's nip tucks
I put the donuts down, then
Pick a nigga bitch up, ooh

Woo, I'm a problem
I don't like my bitches loud
I like 'em chocolate (Period)
Mike Amiri jeans, these ain't Robin
I got drip
(Chlamydia) , need a doctor (Y'ello)
Cheesecake over peach cobbler (Uh)
Young nigga came up off (Haha, shh, got you)
I ain't puttin' nan' bitch over my dollar
(Uh)

Yeah, one time, one time yeah
Lunch Crew, come and join the lunch line
Yeah hahaha, Lunch Crew shit, baby
You know what I mean?
One deep, nigga, you know what I mean?
RIP kanasha, bitch