Federal

The Lunch Crew Company, I'm part of that
Please don't ever use that, it's like embarrassing to me
The Lunch Crew Company

Chorus x2
Bitch I'm going 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
If money on the phone then take them thotties out my schedule

Verse 1
Found out my bitch cheating, I guess I'm hardly special
Niggas say they dropping shit but they hardly stepping
Put 20 racks on his biscuit cause he sent my dog to heaven
Left Flint broke, 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

Went from EBT to EDD, you know that crime pays
I came up, showed my niggas how to eat, LeBron James
I remember back when I ain't have a pot to piss in
Niggas was eating Ruth's Chris, I had Popeye's chicken
In church talking to God and he ask 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 get money then I duck off at the crib, I'm a boring nigga
Faithful bitches don't reply to DM's, they ignore niggas

Chorus x2
Bitch I'm going 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
If money on the phone then take them thotties out my schedule

Verse 2
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 yo' stimmy, broke bitch, stop asking

Galleria with my favorite thotty but we ain't holding hands
Yo' man snitched, you brought him back around and he told again

Doggy bone run off with a sack, I gotta smoke my friends
Family full of hoes, even my granny got an OnlyFans
I hit for some Kendra P bundles, you gotta pay to fuck her
I bust when she twenty sucks in, she a baby hunter
You want an ounce twenty of us cut, that's a baby onion
You got shot now you wanna go to church, what you Mase or something?

Chorus x2
Bitch I'm going 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
If money on the phone then take them thotties out my schedule