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The Lunch Crew Company, I'm part of that, haha Please don't ever use that, it's like embarrassing to me What? The Lunch Crew? (Sure) The Lunch Crew Company Sdot on the track B-bitch, I'm goin' federal You got caught with a brick, and now you out, bitch, I'm scared of you What's that ticking sound? Oh, that Rollie ain't perpetual I-If money on the floor, then take them thotties out my schedule B-bitch, I'm goin' federal You got caught with a brick, and now you out, bitch, I'm scared of you What's that ticking sound? O-oh, that Rollie ain't perpetual If money on the floor, then take them thotties out my schedule Found out my bitch cheated, I guess I'm hardly special N-niggas say they droppin' shit, but they hardly steppin' Put 20 racks on this biscuit 'cause he sent my dawg to Heaven Left limp broke, I came back with bags, nigga, Ari Fletcher You get caught with some dope? Don't say my name We with some ghetto bitches, they want hookah and some limeade W-went from EBT to EDD, you know that crime pay I came up, show my niggas how to eat, LeBron James I remember back when I ain't have a pot to piss in Niggas was eatin' Ruth's Chris, I had Popeyes Chicken I-in church talkin' to God and he asked me why I got my blicky Young fat nigga got rich and went and bought a Honda Civic Are you with the Lunch Crew Company? I employ niggas Was in her friend-zone, took it out, I stuck my boy in her I-I get money, then I duck off at the crib, I'm a bored nigga Faithful bitches don't reply to DMs, they ignore niggas B-bitch, I'm goin' federal You got caught with a brick, and now you out, bitch, I'm scared of you What's that ticking sound? Oh, that Rollie ain't perpetual I-If money on the floor, then take them thotties out my schedule B-bitch, I'm goin' federal You got caught with a brick, and now you out, bitch, I'm scared of you What's that ticking sound? O-oh, that Rollie ain't perpetual If money on the floor, then take them thotties out my schedule Yeah, melanin on yacht masters, fuck her raw, don't got plastic Side hoes save marriages, thot bitches do matter "Honey Pack" to "Free Joe", bitch, I got thot classics I don't know shit about your stimmy, broke bitch, stop askin' Galleria with my favorite thottie, but we ain't holdin' hands Yo' man snitchin', brought him back around, and he told again Dog-doggy bone, ran off with a sack, I gotta smoke my friends Family full of hoes, even my granny got an OnlyFans I-I hit for some Kendra P bundles, you gotta pay the fucker I bust when she 20 sucks in, she a baby hunter You want an ounce? 20 of us cut, that's a baby onion You got shot, now you wanna go to church, what? You Ma$e or somethin'? B-bitch, I'm goin' federal You got caught with a brick, and now you out, bitch, I'm scared of you What's that ticking sound? Oh, that Rollie ain't perpetual I-If money on the floor, then take them thotties out my schedule B-bitch, I'm goin' federal You got caught with a brick, and now you out, bitch, I'm scared of you What's that ticking sound? O-oh, that Rollie ain't perpetual If money on the floor, then take them thotties out my schedule
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