[Verse 1: BFB Da Packman]
I'm lost, could you come and find me?
Pressure on my joint got me lookin' Chinese
My mans just called tryna get a 9 piece
I'm a full time rapper, why he tryna line me?
Now the feds can identify me, Facebook, Snapchat, even on my IG
Even picked my manager up
Oh, God, good grief, payin' for a lawyer fees got me tryna buy peace
The storm coming, mama get behind me
Codeine dehydrate me, fuck, I need a IV
Sometimes I lovе Satan, it be hard to find G
Feel like my main bitch don't love mе like my fuckin' side piece
I'm stressed out but at the same damn time, man, I'm blessed out
Tryna fuck the pain away, need to get checked out
Don't be greedy, take what's yours and put the rest down
[Verse 2: MIKE]
Since 2016, on the bread route
Shit just better than the dream that I dreamt bout
What I do to spread my wings, keep my head down
Before I got to see a spree, seen the check bounce
I got a chat with BFB, think I'm next out
I leave my jack on DND, yeah, I be stressed out
Another capper tryna tweet like i don't get down
I can't spend time on Twitter beef, I rather check 'round
You know I gotta keep it P when I'm back home
Lotta shawties tryna meet get they backs huh
If lil' shawty was a freak, lil' tadpole
You was off be tryna cheese when the racks tucked
Take a look into this drink, it's a black hole
Niggas hate to see me gleam, bitches act up
In LA, I'm like Kareem off the gas smoke
I'm use to hating thoughts, scheming on the gas plug
[Verse 3: Starlito]
You gon' know I'm really shiesty if I mask up, free lil' homie
That's Lito, leave him 'lone, yeah, he been known to keep it on him
Since Chirps and ringtones, servin' off Nokia phones
Multimilli' independent, nah, he don't need a loan (GrindHard)
For real, I had a buzz when you didn't
Got a deal and I still sold drugs for a living (Drugs for a living)
Seven-hour drive, I was plugged in the Mitten
Showin' love on the ah, but can't budge on prescriptions
Arizona mid, but the mud came from Michigan
Fall asleep anywhere like, "Cuz, man, you trippin'" (Cuz, man, you trippin')
Then they locked my people up, there the pints went
Now it's somethin' else sealed, your indictments
I know my jack probably tapped, I won't charge my cell
Pack my favorite fat rapper, plus he smart as hell
Now they press 'em up with fent', you can hardly tell
Say I'm a legend up in Flint like Charlie Bell
I'm OP, these niggas 12 like my team plead
Proud to say that I ain't never drunk no green lean (Green lean)
Good in the 810 and the 313
Rental-car star, bar for bar, yeah, BFB
Hmm, y'ello
