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Yo, are y'all with the Lunch Crew Company

Verse 1
All I drink is water, bitches know I'm a good swallow
Former junkie, used to pour my lean in a douche bottle
I married Katie, stopped fuckin' with Keishas
Hit raw one night and we had us a zebra White girl
I never sold a brick, I ain't gon' tell a lie
Jody said this dick Flavette, but I'm sellin' mine Uh
I'm fat and ugly, bitch pretty, I'm a special guy
Went on a diet, two hours later, back eatin' pie Shit

Chorus
Yeah, I need a counselor
I love Insta' thots and I hate wearin' condoms, correct Correct
Lead me to the room, I'ma follow
I can fuck a thousand hoes, I ain't leavin' my baby mama, uh Yello, correct
I won't tell a soul, that's on me Facts
Custom-made, Dapper Dan on the fleece Yello
You say you gettin' money, niggas lyin' through they teeth Uh
I don't trust a bitch who spray after she pee Okay

Verse 2
Bitcoin, Balenciaga, BFB Da Packman Ooh
A nine-to-five can't get you rich, but the trap can Trap
Put my mans on, he ran off, end up crashin' Boom, boom
That's why I don't fuck with niggas, I'm a Klansman
Gap-toothed, fat, black nigga, I'm a pioneer Facts
I drink alkaline water, I don't buy beer
I do shit to irritate my bitch, I might buy a deer Hah
I only moved out to Houston 'cause Solange here
I'm fat niggas' motivation, they can't stop watchin'
Three for twenty-five is how the young nigga line poppin'
Old niggas hoggin' blocks, I had to blindspot 'em
Then I put my young niggas on, bitch, I'm Shawn Cotton
Rap niggas out here thinkin' they above the law
My favorite uncle snitched, I told my granny don't accept the call
Told her suck the tennis racket, don't forget the balls
I quit servin' lady crackheads 'cause I fucked 'em all Nasty nigga

Chorus
Yeah, I need a counselor
I love Insta' thots and I hate wearin' condoms, correct Correct
Lead me to the room, I'ma follow
I can fuck a thousand hoes, I ain't leavin' my baby mama, uh Yello, correct
I won't tell a soul, that's on me Facts
Custom-made, Dapper Dan on the fleece Yello
You say you gettin' money, niggas lyin' through they teeth Uh
I don't trust a bitch who spray after she pee Okay

Verse 3
Fucked my granny granddaughter, I ain't proud of that
They wonder why me and her so close, well, there you fuckin' have it
Auntie mad, unfollow me, I unfollow back Btich
The bitch really mad 'cause I slipped her ass a Monistat hah
It rained today, I'm hot and it's muggy Uh
If I ain't gettin' paid for no shows, ain't no clubbin' Nope
Big appetite, eatin' at night got me fluffy Donut
Kinky nigga, stick my dick through a donut, told her, Suck it Woo
Never trick with a bitch, she just came for cum Ooh
Joggin' 'fit with the Timbs, and it came from com Ooh
Don't tolerate disrespect, bitch, I'm NaeNae's son Ooh
And I deleted Myspace 'cause it came with Tom Tom
I want the family plates full like a buffet
Could've hit your auntie, bent her over and her butt stank
Cut off my lightskin bitches 'cause they breath stank
My cousin upped a quarter milly cash, but his buffs fake Nasty nigga

Chorus
Yeah, I need a counselor
I love Insta' thots and I hate wearin' condoms, correct Correct
Lead me to the room, I'ma follow
I can fuck a thousand hoes, I ain't leavin' my baby mama, uh Yello, correct
I won't tell a soul, that's on me Facts
Custom-made, Dapper Dan on the fleece Yello
You say you gettin' money, niggas lyin' through they teeth Uh
I don't trust a bitch who spray after she pee

Outro
Yello, uh
Ayy
Lunch time
Come join the lunch line
Crew, lunch crew
Hahaha
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