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young ty yeg - panda remix lyrics

intro:
i got friends in altlana
suing punks like cabana
-rewind sound-
wait wait wait f-ck that mumble sh-t
yeah
21 21 21
young ty

verse 1:
takin the hate to the next level, comin after you like the devil
(devil)

your music makes my ears bleed like you on some heavy metal
(metal)

oh sh-t did i just say that
(straight up)

designer m-th-f-cka you a lame act
(straight up)

why did i choose you as the the one i came at
(why)

cause man i dont even know where your mother f-ckin brain at
(facts)

f-ck it

can’t even understand what the f-ck you saying
(facts)

talkin bout all these guns that you spraying
(facts)

so these words for you dont f-ck around i ain’t playing
(straight up)

why the f-ck are you famous and im not this game ain’t fair
(d-mn)

and i am aware
(yeah)

that you’ll never hear this b-tch i don’t care
(skrrt)

everythang i do make me feel like flair (woo)

this is the remix gonna be vicious like a wild panda bear
(grr)

next verse so cold gonna make me feel like a polar bear
(ice)

course:
legacy of my music
designer f-ck outta here move it
trying make it if i believe i can do it
i just gotta show em yeah gotta prove it

verse 2:
why you makin that strange sound
(yeah)
makin money no real meaning all this stupid sh-t
i bet pac be turnin in his grave now
(r.i.p)
comin down on you like a rain cloud
(storm)
everything i write im dedicated makin every page count
(facts)
so b-tch you think you got it but you really can’t rap good
(facts)
try and fight me b-tch ill smoke ya like a backwood
(blunt)
all these fans like im d-mn good
(aye)
all these fans that you dont deserve
(facts)
so much money like the federal reserve
(bank)
that lifes sweet as f-ck and i wanna conserve
(yeah)
this whole beef we just gettin started
(yeah)
and this is not for the faint hearted
(yeah)
rip you apart like i was a raccoon you were the garbage
(d-mn)
yeah i feel like the us cause these rhymes i bombarded
(trump)
your just another f-ckin p-wn
(facts)
throwing shots like im lebron
(lakers)
2 guns loaded you thank i was john
(facts)
gonna be the best im thinkin like wayne
(tunechi)
you will probably never hear of my name
(21)
just know your music is a shame
(straight up)
music so similar nowadays it all sound the same
(straight up)
imma bout to prove that im playin a different game
(straight up)
next level sh-t call em out take aim
(yeah)
your giving hip hop a false name
(facts)
i think its time that you f-ckin paid
(skrrt)
bring the good rapping back we gotta reclaim
(brrrrr)

interlude:
so like i said designer your music makes me wanna die yeah
bury you like a old mine yeah
sittin inside of my shrine yeah
never gonna drop the mic yeah
getting rid of you like vine yeah
always reppin that clein yeah
wreck ya on your own beat yeah
hope you go broke like obie yeah
no label so n0body own me yeah
rap is dying im here to jumpstart
by getting rid of all the weak parts

course:
legacy of my music
designer f-ck outta here move it
trying make it if i believe i can do it
i just gotta show em yeah gotta prove it

- young ty yeg lyrics

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