DDG - Honey Pack (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: BFB Da Packman] The Lunch Crew Company J, this sh*t too crazy Y'ello [Chorus: BFB Da Packman] ni**a ran off on the plug, is you stupid? (Uh-uh) b*tch, this a milkshake, not a smoothie (Hello) Hit a ni**a block with that chop, how you do it? (Y'ello) b*tch, we got your location, where you movin'? (Boom) If she ain't fu*kin', put her on the block list (Uh) You don't fu*k on first night, girl, stop it (Uh) I don't like good b*tches, they just not it (Oh no) I only fu*k with who*es, I'm toxic (Y'ello) [Verse 1: BFB Da Packman] Let me see the pussy real quick, finger test, let me smell it Balenciaga shirt and shoes but the jeans embellished Ride with seven blickies in the car and all my ni**as felons I wanna fu*k Karen Civil raw but I don't know how to tеll her Left lick, came back with Boatboy and DDG Frеsh-fresh wax, got the pussy bald headed, like E-V-E Just was sleeping on the floor now a young ni**a on BET Put Trump back in office, got my ni**as rich off EDD (The Lunch Crew Company) Huh, can you mind me up? It's jokes in my rap, but on the low, ni**as bodied up Young-young-young crack baby, put me in a jar and rock me up Rod Wave won't let me buy a feature, damn, am I hot enough? (Y'ello) [Chorus: BFB Da Packman] ni**a ran off on the plug, is you stupid? (Uh-uh) b*tch, this a milkshake, not a smoothie (Hello) Hit a ni**a block with that chop, how you do it? (Y'ello) b*tch, we got your location, where you movin'? (Boom) If she ain't fu*kin', put her on the block list (Uh) You don't fu*k on first night, girl, stop it (Uh) I don't like good b*tches, they just not it (Oh no) I only fu*k with who*es, I'm toxic (Y'ello) [Verse 2: Lil Yachty] I been giving out medium-sized rich dick (Mm) Only eat pussy if the inside pink as Patrick (Yes) Ridin' 'round the city, they treat bro just like the protagonist I think that I was resurrected just like Lazarus (Damn) Honey pack too bitter for me and it never work Rather hit the bathroom 'fore I fu*kin' pop eleven Percs I fu*ked an ugly b*tch through the night, she asking me for merch b*tch, we don't give out souvenirs, this ain't how that work (Stupid-ass b*tch) I don't know how to flirt (Yeah) I need several blank skirts from a blanked out nurse Being broke or a b*tch, I don't what's worse Packman sent me sixty-thousand donuts to do this verse [Chorus: BFB Da Packman] ni**a ran off on the plug, is you stupid? (Uh-uh) b*tch, this a milkshake, not a smoothie (Hello) Hit a ni**a block with that chop, how you do it? (Y'ello) b*tch, we got your location, where you movin'? (Boom) If she ain't fu*kin', put her on the block list (Uh) You don't fu*k on first night, girl, stop it (Uh) I don't like good b*tches, they just not it (Oh no) I only fu*k with who*es, I'm toxic (Y'ello) [Verse 3: DDG, BFB Da Packman] I just bought a mop stick and a pocket rocket Knock you out your socket, that's what all my opps get I be rockin' Gucci, gettin' hella coochie I just got a Uzi, put it in my Ksubis Told that boy, "Don't play with me" When I'm walkin' out the house, a hundred K on me These ghetto b*tches give me mouth, they wanna lay on me She wanna kick it for some weeks, I got a day on me These b*tches su*kin' on my meat I ain't finna tell her when I'm 'bout to skeet I'ma bust all in her mouth and then her teeth I don't got time for dates, I told that b*tch to Uber-Eat I'm steppin' in L.A., I got designer on my feet I'm a Yak Town seven-figure ni**a I'm never coming back down, only gettin' bigger Lil' ni**a, put the strap down, ya' ain't gon' pull the trigger I'm a Yak Town seven-figure ni**a (Y'ello) [Chorus: BFB Da Packman] ni**a ran off on the plug, is you stupid? (Uh-uh) b*tch, this a milkshake, not a smoothie (Hello) Hit a ni**a block with that chop, how you do it? (Y'ello) b*tch, we got your location, where you movin'? (Boom) If she ain't fu*kin', put her on the block list (Uh) You don't fu*k on first night, girl, stop it (Uh) I don't like good b*tches, they just not it (Oh no) I only fu*k with who*es, I'm toxic (Y'ello)