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tallest trapstar - panda rmx lyrics

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[intro: tallest trapstar]
they say they see me in the hood
b-tches only want the wood
my n-ggas sellin h-lla food
b-tches never understood
n-ggas never understood
my n-ggas sellin h-lla food
let’s get it

[verse 1: tallest trapstar]
n-gga f-ckin with my cheddar
run n-ggas down with my bora
tell your n-gga señorita
do you really feel my aura
let me get back to the subject
we be the number one suspect
.38 [?] you’re a runner
batch lookin like a panda
we done smokin b designer
tallest motherf-ckin trapstar
i’m the loud pack amb-ssador
b-tches talkin with their p-ssy
n-ggas movin anaconda
tellin me what they gon do to me
n-ggas be lookin like -rs-holes
talkin bout what they gon do to me
loaded the clip for my hitter
gave em the keys to the dinger
.38 [?] you’re a runner
batch lookin like a panda
my n-ggas sellin down maidana
my n-gga shamzy got no manners
all my monkeys got bananas
some my n-ggas got no manners
in the kitchen bottled the water
fl1ckin the wrist for my mother
i’m smokin the gas for my brother
i light up a half for my brother
all my b-tches keep it farrah
giuseppe stuffin in the summer
margielas stuffin in the winter
all my hitters know to ride or die
smokin ganja with my n-gga nack

[verse 2: shamzy]
she said she want [?], i loves her
i took her to [?], i loves her
i whippin the sh-t on the cooker
i whippin the sh-t for the pressure
i dabbin my way for an insta
i dabbin my way for an insta
she suckin my d-ck for a picture
she f-ckin the gang for a picture
you call up my phone for a feature
you call up my phone for a feature
the amne’ i get it for cheaper
the amne’ i get it for cheaper
i smokin the lengs for a reefa
the loud is f-ckin my lungs up
you call up my phone with a bomber
i smokin your n-gga through jumpers
i touchin your hub through jumpers
my n-ggas are shooters and cutters
i roll in the whip and i shoot and i cut him
i touchin my touch my mothers
you talkin ’bout gang, you talk bout no manners
i stab you in the face, i shoot em with a blammer
gang gang, no manners b-tch

[verse 3: naira marley]
jump on this song by desiigner
washin a look in a panda
you know why i support -rs-nal
me and my n-ggas are gunners
i beam mine, i got a beamer
good food and dig for dinner
bought a car, crashed a rental
doin 120 in the tunnel
have fresh, i dealer
bid cash toward a dealer
went back, robbed the dealer
went back, robbed the dealer
james bond in the game
spend a half, i make it back
you got a back, i got your back
i f-cked your b-tch, she f-ckin back
i’m legally blind, they try bring me for shootin but i’m legally blind
i’m legally blind, i been rollin my hands with a stick in my hand
i’m legally blind, didn’t know that tallest had a thing in his pouch
i’m legally blind, didn’t even know i that was rollin with gang
i’m legally blind got the shades in my face, walkin stick in my hand
i’m legally blind, didn’t see this sh-t, all i heard was a bang
i’m legally blind, what the f-ck man? i can’t even see in the dark
i’m legally blind, someone tell the feds to take the cuffs off my hand
i’m legally blind man, i’m legally blind, man i’m legally blind



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