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letra de heavy fraud - bfb da packman & skilla baby

[intro: bfb da packman]
from where? (what do you mean from where?)
houston or michigan? (from michigan)
from michigan
on god, 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
the lunch crew company
(you aren’t even a cool breeze for my man taz)
y’ello

[chorus: bfb da packman]
i was gon’ cuff this b-tch until she went and f-cked my dog
i’m tryna get lifted, my codeine, i sip it raw
i hate a perfect girl, i like my women to be flawed
my mama think i’m sellin’ dope, b-tch, i’m gettin’ it off the fraud (yeah)
this ain’t no bully, this some fеntanyl
i kinda think that i’m a vegan how i f-ck this chicken off (y’ello)
policе get behind us, gotta take the switches off
my n-gga dragged me all on facebook ’cause i told that n-gga nah

[verse 1: bfb da packman]
i be hustlin’, so i be big ballin’ (big)
hold on, stop the beat, this n-gga b-tch callin’ (h-llo?)
honey-glazed salmon, but i want the shrimp garlic (woo)
tried to charge me for that p-ssy, sell that sh-t on listcrawlers
b-tch, wrong n-gga (b-tch, wrong n-gga)
this n-gga hate my guts but wanna do a song with me (woo)
thinkin’ i’ma judge ’cause she love powder, baby, go’n, sniff it
if i fly you out, i want you pantyless, no thongs with you (this is a no-panty zone, no panties)
barbecue in west v, i done brought the baked beans
how is you a real n-gga and got some fake t–th?
bunch of grown-ass men gossipin’, it made me hate tea
before i see my mama struggle, told my b-tch to mace me, n-gga (ooh)
[chorus: bfb da packman]
i was gon’ cuff this b-tch until she went and f-cked my dog
i’m tryna get lifted, my codeine, i sip it raw
i hate a perfect girl, i like my women to be flawed
my mama think i’m sellin’ dope, b-tch, i’m gettin’ it off the fraud (yeah)
this ain’t no bully, this some fentanyl
i kinda think that i’m a vegan how i f-ck this chicken off (y’ello)
police get behind us, gotta take the switches off
my n-gga dragged me all on facebook ’cause i told that n-gga nah

[verse 2: sk!lla baby]
tryna chop a ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-chew like packman
she wanna f-ck a black man, so i blew her back in
all-black ‘fit, i’m fly as h-ll like batman (huh?)
she wanna f-ck me badder ’cause she seen that cash spin
y’ello (y’ello), i mean h-llo (h-llo)
(how you doin’? it’s we eat the most records)
you wanna book sk!lla baby, please bring me an eighty (eighty)
i’m in the streets too deep, only god can save me (huh)
i’m into hand-to-hands (huh), my n-ggas bustin’ navys (for real)
promoter say i cost too much, f-ck you, n-gga, pay me (f-ck you)
i pull up on these b-tches with my jimmy like i’m swae lee (like i’m swae lee)
please don’t try to play me, i’m beatin’ sh-t like tay keith (huh, huh)

[chorus: bfb da packman]
i was gon’ cuff this b-tch until she went and f-cked my dog
i’m tryna get lifted, my codeine, i sip it raw
i hate a perfect girl, i like my women to be flawed
my mama think i’m sellin’ dope, b-tch, i’m gettin’ it off the fraud (yeah)
this ain’t no bully, this some fentanyl
i kinda think that i’m a vegan how i f-ck this chicken off (y’ello)
police get behind us, gotta take the switches off
my n-gga dragged me all on facebook ’cause i told that n-gga nah

- bfb da packman skilla baby

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