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bfb da packman - kid games كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
the lunch crew company, i’m part of that
please, please don’t ever use that, it’s so embarrassing for me
(hahaha)
the lunch crew company
(my n_gga caasi, turn up)

[chorus: bfb da packman]
eeny, meeny, miny, moe, it ain’t a thot i need
i had to cross my i’s and had to dot my t’s
i spent two thousand on these guccis, b_tch, watch your knees
but i love when she suck it ’cause she ain’t got no t__th
you ain’t ready to die for this cheese, boy, you not like me
her p_ssy a scat pack, she f_ckin’ at high speed
but i can’t judge her, i’m a wh0re too, bae, we siamese
you gotta like me for me, bae, i ain’t got no cheese (y’ello)

[verse 1: blueface]
ayy, who the f_ck is that? ayy
blueface, baby suck the d_ck ’til she blue in the face
no locked doors, thousand wh0res, hip, hooray
baby, i’m with packman, you better bring a fat friend
hit it from the back and it sound like we clap hands (y’ello)
ooh (ayy), d_mn, it’s gettin’ hot in here
b_tch must know magic, ’cause she made the d_ck disappear
skinny n_gga, but my d_ck fat, huh, huh, huh, b_tch, here
ayy, yeah, alright, don’t bite, just l!ck here (y’ello, y’ello)
[verse 2: bfb da packman]
pay attention
suppressor on it, when i shoot, sound like a baby whistlin’
i feel like lil baby, got the bl!cky on vacation week
when we done f_ckin’, just leave, just for that, i’ll pay to hit it
blood pressure high, got a n_gga eatin’ smoothie bowls
shout out to russ, tunecore got me with a dookie roll
i nutted in this one b_tch, she didn’t wanna take my plan b
so next time we f_cked, i stuck the pill in her booty hole
forty for the p_ssy, cash app, let me hit it now
n_gga was my dog, jealousy got him hissin’ now
whole team ballin’ state_to_state, he ain’t with us now
same hoes that was yellin’, “nut in me,” now they dissin’ now

[verse 3: blueface]
eeny, miny, moe, catch a ho by the toe
i’m drivin’ that new ‘vette while she drivin’ the boat
i’ll do a b_tch cold, still get her a coat
tell a b_tch, “wanna go?” she gon’ go for the g.o.a.t.
throat baby, don’t stop ’til i’m done, baby
if packman can’t hit, it ain’t no fun, baby
pac_man, she been suckin’ d_ck, ain’t even wash her hands, she nasty
knees been on the ground so much, this b_tch ashy
[verse 4: bfb da packman]
in philly with wallo, gillie da kid, and my n_gga ty
i told sneak we was gon’ be rich, but he can see it now
young trap n_gga, seen more squares than a pizza box
you snitched and you still got twenty years, why you believe in cops?
my mama get mad at me and tell me i’m just like my daddy
copped an airbnb, pull up, i’m about to send the addy
pulled up to the rental, mood switched when she seen the mansion
f_cked the first night, she was on her period, my lil’ ketchup packet
i ain’t sh_t, i know
lot of n_ggas don’t like me, but they knowin’ i’m the g.o.a.t.
man, sneaky t grimy, he’ll sell a n_gga soul
last time i tripped over a b_tch, she was sleepin’ on the floor

- bfb da packman

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