letra de panko - zaybang
[intro]
bust down cubans, i just used to want a franco
just hit for twenty thousand, we at hot sauce and panko (ayy, we in the field with it)
on my mama, n-gga, baow
[chorus]
i be everywhere they said a n-gga can’t go
b-tch, i’m a whole different n-gga when my pape’ low
bust down cubans, i just used to want a franco
just hit for twenty thousand, we at hot sauce and panko
they asked me who a n-gga came with, i brought the draco
i hardly even wear designer shoes, these some fazos
h-lla new attachments on the chop like some legos
a rolls-roycе truck and a urus, we on melrose
[verse 1]
brokе n-gga, you should put some lotion on them elbows
he tried to buy a gun from my bro, but we don’t sell those (clown)
i made thirty thousand off some sweats and some sh-ll toes
i used to f-ck with b-tches who be hustlin’ and sell clothes
i just need a good b-tch to bring the pack in
i told baby, “never pull straight, you gotta back in”
and you can catch me out in h-lla cities, i don’t tap in
them headshots’ll and leave a n-gga dead, like, what happened?
since i lost my brother, it been madness
i can do it by myself, i’m a savage
hey, i just wanna bust down the patek
and shoot a sucka n-gga in his face with a passion
ayy, old-school shooters like the mavericks
and i don’t f-ck with bum b-tches, they got baggage
givenchy slides at the beach, i ain’t average
i f-cked the lil’ b-tch so good, she lost her lashes
[chorus]
i be everywhere they said a n-gga can’t go
b-tch, i’m a whole different n-gga when my pape’ low
bust down cubans, i just used to want a franco
just hit for twenty thousand, we at hot sauce and panko
they asked me who a n-gga came with, i brought the draco
i hardly even wear designer shoes, these some fazos
h-lla new attachments on the chop like some legos
a rolls-royce truck and a urus, we on melrose
[verse 2]
its time to get fresh, i’m callin’ brother for some beno
a clear mind, i might just take a drive down to reno
and all a n-gga tryna talk is cash like i’m gino
i see you out here cappin’ for the net, but you know we know
a big rat, why you have to tell? you broke the g code
the way i’m gettin’ money, i feel like i got a cheat code
you n-ggas buyin’ shoes for the b-tch, i’m buyin’ gleekos
a celebration, i’ll take a steak and some clicquot
we upscale, i know they hate to see my n-ggas up now
just sent her to kentucky with the pack, it’s a touchdown
the same hoes that never gave me time, i could f-ck now
my young boy itchin’ for a body or a bust down
we be gettin’ money sun-up to, n-gga, sundown
and f-ck suckas last, n-gga died off a run down
i’m eatin’ h-lla food off this juice, this the come-down
and everytime a sucka get smoked, we eatin’ lunch out
[chorus]
i be everywhere they said a n-gga can’t go
b-tch, i’m a whole different n-gga when my pape’ low
bust down cubans, i just used to want a franco
just hit for twenty thousand, we at hot sauce and panko
they asked me who a n-gga came with, i brought the draco
i hardly even wear designer shoes, these some fazos
h-lla new attachments on the chop like some legos
a rolls-royce truck and a urus, we on melrose
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