Desiigner - Panda (Josh Levi & KHS Remix) | Текст песни

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I got broads in Atlanta,
Twistin' dope, lean, and the Fanta,
Credit cards and the scammers,
Hittin' off licks in the bando.
Black X6, Phantom,
White X6 looks like a panda,
Goin' out like I'm Montana,
Hundred killers, hundred hammers.
Black X6, Phantom,
White X6, panda,
Pockets swole, Danny,
Sellin' bar, candy,
Man, I'm the macho like Randy,
The choppa go Oscar for Grammy.
Bitch nigga, pull up ya panty!
Hope you killas understand me.

I got broads in Atlanta,
Twistin' dope, lean, and the Fanta,
Credit cards and the scammers,
Hittin' off licks in the bando.
Black X6, Phantom,
White X6 looks like a panda,
Goin' out like I'm Montana,
Hundred killers, hundred hammers.
Black X6, Phantom,
White X6, panda,
Pockets swole, Danny,
Sellin' bar, candy,
Man, I'm the macho like Randy,
The choppa go Oscar for Grammy.
Bitch nigga, pull up ya panty!
Hope you killas understand me.

Hey!
Panda, panda,
Panda, panda, panda, panda, panda, panda, panda, panda!

I got broads in Atlanta, twistin' dope, lean and shit, sippin' Fanta,
Credit cards and the scammers,
Wake up Versace shit, life Desiigner.
Whole buncha lotta shit,
They be askin' ‘round town who be clappin' shit.
I pullin' up stuff in the Phantom ship,
I got plenty of stuff off Bugatti whip, look how I try this shit.
Black X6, Phantom,
White X6, killin' on camera.
Pop a Perc, I can't stand up,
Gorilla, they come and kill you with bananas,
Four fillas, they finna pull up in the Phantom,
Know niggas, they come and kill you on the camera,
Big Rollie, it dancin', bigger than a panda,
Go Oscar for Grammy, bitch, pull up your panty!
Fill up, I'ma flip it, I got bitches, pull up and they get it,
I got niggas that's countin' for digits,
Say you make you a lotta new money,
Know some killers, pull off and they in the Wraith.
CTD, they pull off and they kill the Bape,
Call up Phillip-Phillip, gon' fill the bank, niggas up in the bank,
We gon' drill the bank, fuck, we gon' kill the bank, get it!
I got broads, yeah, I get it,
I get cards, yeah, I shitted,
This how I live it,
Did it all for a ticket,
Now Flex drop bombs when he spin it,
And Bobby gon' trend it,
Jeff The Don doin' business,
Zana Ray fuckin' up shit, and she doin' her bidnez,
I be gettin' to the chicken,
Countin' to the chicken,
And all of my niggas gon' split it.


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