[Intro: BFB Da Packman]
Houston or Michigan? (Michigan)
From Michigan
But what's the company?
The Lunch Crew Company, I'm part of that
Please don't ever use that 'cause that's embarrassing for me
(What, the Lunch Crew? Her)
The Lunch Crew Company
(Yeah, Baby, you did this one)
Yeah
(Yeah, Baby, you did this one)
[Chorus: BFB Da Packman & Coi Leray]
Shimmy-shimmy-ya, shimmy-yeah, 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
Damn, I want her bad, but she tellin' me she gay, uh
What am I gon' do in this space?
Suck on her titties or just stuff a hundred blues in the safe?
I'm gettin' litty in the bity, got my goons in the place
And I don't care if they little, put them boobs in my face (Yeah)
[Verse 1: BFB Da Packman]
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
Hire Velly brand, man, I had to fire Solomon
He was hatin' on the low, I don't like the way he politic
I was 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-whoop
Fuck every artist that ain't signed to Sounds Music Group
Look her in her eyes, stick my tongue in her juicy fruit
[Chorus: BFB Da Packman & Coi Leray]
Shimmy-shimmy-ya, shimmy-yeah, 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
Damn, I want her bad, but she tellin' me she gay, uh
What am I gon' do in this space?
Suck on her titties or just stuff a hundred blues in the safe?
I'm gettin' litty in the bity, got my goons in the place
And I don't care if they little, put them boobs in my face (Ayy, ayy)
[Verse 2: Coi Leray]
Yeah, bitches wanna be like me, okay
Bitch, I take trips 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, yeah (One), your bitch is top three, yeah (Top three)
Bitch, I'm runnin' shit, yeah (Let's go), they is not me, yeah (No, no)
Brand-new foreign, yeah, this a '23 (Let's go)
It's a four-door, yeah, ridin' down the street
[Chorus: BFB Da Packman & Coi Leray]
Shimmy-shimmy-ya, shimmy-yeah, 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)
Damn, I want her bad, but she tellin' me she gay, uh
What am I gon' do in this space?
Suck on her titties or just stuff a hundred blues in the safe? (Woo)
I'm gettin' litty in the bity, got my goons in the place
And I don't care if they little, put them boobs in my face (Let's go, yeah)
[Outro: Coi Leray]
Yeah, Packman, uh
Yeah, uh, uh
Yeah, Coi Leray, uh
Yeah, uh
Let's go
