On You Bad BFB Da Packman (Ft. 03 Greedo)

[Verse 1: BFB Da Packman]
Baby girl, come to my spot (My spot)
You a bad bitch, I cannot lie
I'll kill a nigga dead 'bout you, pop, pop
Hard on these other hoes, but with you, I'm shy, shy (Oh yeah)
Do hair and go to school, my type (Shit)
I know you used to sell pussy, had to turn a blind eye (No)
You can bring your kids with you, got snacks and wifi
She think I'm tryna break her heart, bae, I'm just a nice guy

[Chorus: 03 Greedo]
When you're sexin' me, you're my favorite (You're my favorite)
I know you're treacherous, I know you're dangerous
When you're sexin' me, you're my favorite
Treacherous, I know you're dangerous, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: BFB Da Packman]
Hmm, no cap, I'm a lover boy
I bust quick when she ride me like a hoverboard
If she ever need the day off, I'll cover for her
Head so fire that I had to thank her mother for it (Thank you, thank you)
Hmm, let's get active
I cut her raw, I don't hit it with the plastic (No)
Petite, pretty-ass feet, she a classic
Go to school to be a nurse, side hustle as a lash tech (Oh yeah)
In a world full of beggars, she a go-getter (Go-getter)
She heard a lot about a nigga 'cause them hoes bitter
Think I wanna bust lil' baby down with a cold pendant
With a bustdown AP, switch her whole image
I don't wanna control your life, I wanna adlib it
Chanel and Louis when we shoppin', I ain't your last nigga
Course I want your love and attention, but I'm cash driven
Doin' what a man supposed to do to get that bag bigger
All her friends like, "He's no idol, please don't like him
He's got a wifey, he gon' just one-night you"
Don't listen to your friends, baby, them bitches spiteful
They niggas not havin', they can't do what they like to
They jealous of you 'cause they seen how I ice you
We be eatin' in first class, they eatin' nuggets in drive-thrus
You my Carbone bae and they stuck eatin' fried food
If they had a nigga like me, they'd be just like you