Panama (feat. wyachiëf)
Swear that bitch a fan of mine
See me, she like, oh my god
She on her knees, oh me, oh my
I took that bitch to Panama
These niggas hate, I pay no mind
They the last thing on my mind
Got everlasting money, uh
I gotta stack the money up
Bust down that plain jane just because
Bought my bitch Bottega, swear to God that lil' bitch cost
On that block at the bodega, we pulled up in a big car
Bitch, I'ma sing like Tori Vega 'til I end up on red carpets
On my left wrist that's a big clock
But I still save my money, huh
You catch me walkin' down your block
Bitch, I'm on guard just like avant
I said lil' bitch, I'm on a roll
Got me feelin' like Tony Hawk
And INF we on the road
We at the top, we gon' be stars, woah
Bitch, if I unload the clip, you know that you go to the stars
It's me and Tai in the whip, you know that we're whippin' it far
I spend my day in the crib just workin' with what I got
And don't say that I can't, cause I don't give no fuck
Ha, I'm on my brain again, yeah
She touchin' my chain again
I love it cause she Panamanian, yeah
We look in the mirror together and tell each other we okay, yeah
I'm not like them other niggas, baby lately cause I cannot hang with them, yeah
Money is all that I see
I just want it all for me
If my pockets is fat then I'm feedin' my peeps
Ah, you should change how you see things, don't be a part of the breed
You gotta really learn how not to follow, and start takin' leads, leads
Yeah, niggas know that we gon' play long
Hittin' this shit out the field like a baseball
Go 'head and hit out this bitch like a faceoff
Feel like Rocky, man, how we bout to take off
I hit from the back, I'm knockin' baby lace off
She said why you so hard, cause lil' bitch, I don't play soft
Nobody does it better, shout out to Nate Dawg
Nobody does it better, shout out to me
I'ma be the last thing to RIP
I've been up since GTA 3 on the PS3
Like lil' boy, fuck did you think
Travel the world just to find me a drink
Said if you ain't the fam, man, you payin' for feats
I just talked to the lamb and he called me the goat
Yeah, Jesus know that I'm gon' stay with that heat
Ooh, ha, I'm on my brain again yeah
She touchin' my chain again
I love it cause she Panamanian, yeah
We look in the mirror together and tell each other we okay, yeah
I'm not like them other niggas, baby lately cause I cannot hang with them, yeah
Swear that bitch a fan of mine
See me, she like, oh my god
She on her knees, oh me, oh my
I took that bitch to Panama
These niggas hate, I pay no mind
They the last thing on my mind
Got everlasting money, uh
I gotta stack the money up
