rbmbabyfaxe – kung fu panda lyrics
she call me kung fu panda da way we kicking it free all my brothers out da chain gang with sentces i ain’t never had it i went to get da ++++
executing any opp i show u wat the business is hallucinating thoughts them ppl think day i be trippin
on a mission to a money hunt im posted onda scroll blunts fat like egg rolls i keep a shooter no drose
well shoot from a three gettin money all i see i’m bout that spinach like i’m pop+eye green green ass n+gga tryna play me from the sidelines
dey relish wen i was f+cked up or better yet starving
dat ar don’t got no kick i should blow it i let my b+tch do it
get to it
we pull up it’s a lot smoke yea we bout dat action swish em like sum cheese i can’t go out ass no tragic
paper chasing ’ i won’t stop i’m in my prime yung n+gga gettin money everyday a hustlee
i grew up w my n+ggas so u not i can not change up have bro slide the block h+ll f+ck a n+gga face up
dat ++++++can suck my +++++ ion even got no taste for her i’m all in my bag in u tryna f+k it up cause my mind old asf in i’m tryna find a way out
dese n+ggas dey be broke on net tryna chase clout
reminiscing i ain’t have a pot to p+ss in i was inda kitchen in i wasn’t
playing w no f+kin dishes dirty diana no chores dis chopper hit a note onda go u can catch me inda loot dat hoe be tellin lies so i gave her ass da boot
im running bands up like a mfn athlete my bruddas drumming like a band don’t need a n+gga to clap for me
38 on my lap dat b+tch don’t leave a trace out da ga gate i ain’t goin for no f+ck sh+t gazedup up we da ones who u don’t want no smoke w
glizy got no safety ion gotta clock it bike like drake how we gettin it my swag so significant dey ain’t wannna see my succeed i kicked da door in dey rather see me downbad starving up onda low end taxes can’t come thru got me people all jiggery dem ppl ain’t dis sh+t for me name a dollar dey giving me
gazedup we the nation that’s bout to make history u the type off n+gga to go onda gram in hide your b+tch from me red be blowin sh+t down iain talkin bout no referee kicking sh+t like symmie dem jakes can’t get behind me
we don’t stop @ red lights we do the whole dash on fat block w my n+ggas in we moving pack p+ssy n+ggas send sum shots we gone send em
silly jack my n+ggas ain’t really having nun off dat jumped off da porch had to get my muscle
up
wen i wake up i get my cake up i be onda we squashing no smoke tell dem n+ggas get intuned s
all i do is flex on n+ggas i got it from it mud pockets full a dub dey want smoke den it’s goin up goin my shooter on go h+ll but a n+ggga on da front page retrieving like da runway dese n+ggas don’t want gun play
xd da n+gga out yea p+ssy wasn’t certified
rbm da fam i got n+ggas in indictments
ur n+ggas str8 p+ssy lemme now wea da all hype went
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