Brett Favre ft. Xavier Benton Lyrics

Oh by the way

If you didn't know now you know

Issa mufuckin' Profit World

13 Hunnid

Keep close eyes on the kids

PG 13

I just be coming a lil different

Yung $im

King $moke

Same shit

I'm like Brett Favre

I was sitting in the trap tryina get a load off

Ima pull up with a pack just like Domino's

I'm at your door dawg

Run it up and cut a check I had to make a phone call

See where I'm from I'm kinda old

How I'm still around and running with the big dawgs

I was chasing after cabbage smokin on the coleslaw

Enough bread get a pussy wet I leave em in the graveyard

Couple checks on a bitch head I can get you knocked off

See I can be your biggest op

Or I can throw the pack to you like Brett Favre

Chasin a check and all

Drop top big body riding like a go cart

Ain love me back then so I fucked on her friend

Tryina put a honey bun in your Goyard

Ima at your door just like Domino's

Black and white Rari truck it look like a Oreo

It ain bout money can't comprehend

Baskin Robbins different strands coming in

Bout to bounce in your hoe like a trampoline

I pick Mary Jane ima goblin

I ran into Gilligan

Fucked around bout me an island man

Made a couple milli off of phone calls

When it come to money I can't doze off

Running through these hoes like a role call

I can't wait to get them loads off

I was sitting in the trap tryina get a load off

Ima pull up with a pack just like Domino's

I'm at your door dawg

Run it up and cut a check I had to make a phone call

See where I'm from I'm kinda old

How I'm still around and running with the big dawgs

I was chasing after cabbage smokin on the coleslaw

Enough bread get a pussy wet I leave em in the graveyard

Couple checks on a bitch head I can get you knocked off

See I can be your biggest op

Or I can throw the pack to you like Brett Favre

I want Cha Nay Nay on all of my slippers

I want designer on all of my britches

Bitch it's a crime if your brothers is empty

Go fill up his pockets and get him back with it

Mac 10 split em' it hang out the window

Ain no way I'm missing with steppers and killers

How the fuck ima lose with a team full of winners

How the fuck ima choose between Cuban and Tennis

I want the whip no slips

I'm tryina drift like slid

I'm tryina kick my shit

$-I-M a real pimp

All these gits my kids

All y'all wifes my tricks

Do it like Nike go cut my check

Look how I went and got rich

Woah woah woah woah

Don't move to fast

Got a one track mind I might start throwing bullets

You better think fast

Poured the last 4 in this double cup

Had to call up the lean man

Touch my pint you finna die

You need more than a transplant

I was sitting in the trap tryina get a load off

Ima pull up with a pack just like Domino's

I'm at your door dawg

Run it up and cut a check I had to make a phone call

See where I'm from I'm kinda old

How I'm still around and running with the big dawgs

I was chasing after cabbage smokin on the coleslaw

Enough bread get a pussy wet I leave em in the graveyard

Couple checks on a bitch head I can get you knocked off

See I can be your biggest op

Or I can throw the pack to you like Brett Favre

Chasin a check and all

Feelin like Brett Favre

Feelin like Brett Favre

Feelin like Brett

When I shoot it's all head dawg

Feelin like Brett Favre

Feelin like Brett Favre