Hey Prof, you got some weed bro

Yeah, you said you was gonna have that fire

Ladies and gentleman, better, you ready for a real ride, better

Me and Prof we on the loose, better

It′s an all nighter, go pack a lunch, yeah

If you tryna party then we got a concord

All them lames over there, they are done for

Turn this shit to a freaknik of some sort

It's gon′ be some work, you should pack a lunch for it

Drop it down, fuck it up, spread 'em out, back it up

Run 'em out, throw it up, go to work, pack a lunch

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Four, five housewives outside mouth wide

Normal day on the southside

So high I got Alzheim′s

Slopestyle alpine in my down time

Girl you sturdy as hell

Speak three languages, and I heard you read braille

I bet the motherfuckers feeling me now

They was turning me down

Nowadays, I be turning them out

Cup of lean got me questioning my sanity

All this footage on the phones could be damaging

So drunk that I can barely see

Is that Jennifer Aniston balancing on a manatee

Who′s flexible at the festival

And what's the numeros por tu teléfono

I wish that I was born with eight cocks

′Bout to go someplace and drink my face off like Wade Boggs

Drop it down, fuck it up, spread 'em out, back it up

Run ′em out, throw it up, go to work, pack a lunch

Pack a lunch

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Black hannibal dressed like Barry Manilow

No covid shot pop, I got the antidote

You want to act animal, I'll push the envelope

Clip in the tec look like a banana boat

Tenth grade I have cake like Anna Mae

My attitude keep you at bay, the Mandalay

With the gift of gab, I go get the bag

Then I pound my dogs like Kurupt and Daz

I need a lap dance from a rap fan

Girl show me you got drive like a dash cam

Yeah I′m the captain, roll in an afghan

I drop bombs on 'em like the gap band

Black bandana tiltin' like Santana

Ima cheap fuck, I wine and dine at Panera

I walk through your hood with a vendetta

Yelling out, who the best nigga

Na′n other

If I had twenty million I gotta spend it

The lieutenant go Luke Cage, I gotta finish ′em

In Paris women give me French benefits

I'm the king, so kiss the bling of the ring

And say hi your eminence

Ho, that′s how a real nigga do it

Nothing change but the mic when I'm interviewing

Me and Prof, we got bud by the bunch

It′s an all nighter, go pack a lunch nigga

Drop it down, fuck it up, spread 'em out, back it up

Run ′em out, throw it up, go to work, pack a lunch

Pack a lunch

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My real life like comic con

Sparring, soccer moms in the octagon

Spirit animal Karl Malone

I'm just thankful that they let me bring my dog along

I'm a wild motherfucker, I′ll admit that

More action boss, less chit chat

Girl you lookin good, where your kids at

Me versus your man, that′s a mismatch

If I had an opportunity to be greeted with booty

Even if it need be Anita, Shaquita, maybe Judy

Eighty groupies in a parade I'm faded, they alluding

Basically I′d grab all the party people and I would tell them

If you tryna party then we got a concord

All them lames over there, they are done for

Turn this shit to a freaknik of some sort

It's gon′ be some work you should pack a lunch for it

Drop it down, fuck it up, spread 'em out, back it up

Run ′em out, throw it up, go to work, pack a lunch

Pack a lunch

Pack a lunch

Pack a lunch

Pack a lunch

Pack a lunch

Pack a lunch

Pack a lunch

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Drop it down, fuck it up, spread 'em out, back it up

Run 'em out, throw it up, go to work, pack a lunch

Pack a lunch

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Big stunna, one hunna

You stupid, just shut up

Keep breezy, I′m gonna

I′m big boy, dun dunna

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