[Verse 1: Mickey Avalon] My dick cost a late night fee Your dick got the HIV My dick plays on the double feature screen Your dick went straight to DVD [Verse 2: Andre Legacy] My dick bigger than a bridge Your dick look like a little kid's My dick large like the Chargers, the whole team Your shit look like you fourteen [Verse 3: Dirt Nasty] My dick locked in a cage, right Your dick suffer from stage fright My dick so hot, it's stolen Your dick look like Gary Coleman [Verse 4: Mickey Avalon] My dick, pink and big Your dick stinks like shit My dick got a Caesar do Your dick needs a tweezer, dude [Verse 5: Andre Legacy] My dick is like super-size Your dick look like two fries My dick, more mass than the Earth Your dick half-staff, it needs work [Verse 6: Dirt Nasty] My dick been there done that Your dick sits there with dunce cap My dick VIP Your shit needs ID [Chorus: Mickey Avalon, Dirt Nasty, & Andre Legacy] It's time that we let the world know Dude, you gotta let your girl go D.S. is the best in the business P.S. we got dicks like Jesus It's time that we let the world know Dude, you gotta let your girl go D.S. is the best in the business P.S. we got dicks like Jesus [Verse 7: Mickey Avalon] My dick need no introduction Your dick don't even function [Verse 8: Andre Legacy] My dick served a whole luncheon Your dick, it look like a munchkin [Verse 9: Dirt Nasty] My dick, size of a pumpkin Your dick look like Macaulay Culkin [Verse 10: Mickey Avalon] My dick good, good loving Your dick good for nothing [Verse 11: Andre Legacy] My dick bench pressed 350 Your dick couldn't shoplift at Thrifty [Verse 12: Dirt Nasty] My dick pretty damn skippy Your dick hungry as a hippie [Verse 13: Mickey Avalon] My dick don't fit down the chimney Your dick is like a kid from the Philippines [Verse 14: Andre Legacy] My dick is like an M16 Your dick, broken vending machine [Verse 15: Dirt Nasty] My dick parts the seas Your dick farts and queefs [Verse 16: Mickey Avalon] My dick rumble in the jungle Your dick got touched by your uncle [Verse 17: Andre Legacy] My dick goes to yoga Your dick fruit roll-up [Verse 18: Dirt Nasty] My dick grade-A beef Your dick Mayday geek [Verse 19: Mickey Avalon] My dick, sick and dangerous Your dick, quick and painless [Verse 20: Andre Legacy] My dick 'nuff said Your dick loves Fred [Chorus: Mickey Avalon, Dirt Nasty, & Andre Legacy] It's time that we let the world know Dude, you gotta let your girl go D.S. is the best in the business P.S. we got dicks like Jesus It's time that we let the world know Dude, you gotta let your girl go D.S. is the best in the business P.S. we got dicks like Jesus

[Intro: bbno$ & Y2K] Did I really just forget that melody? Naw, nana, bananana, nanananananana (Nana, ah-ah) Alright, dada, dadadada [Chorus: bbno$] When I popped off then your girl gave me just a little bit of lockjaw Baby so cold, he from the north, he from the Canada Bankroll so low, I got nothing else that I can withdraw Ran out the door I shine my wrist, it go like shashasha, shashasha I got your bitch singing, lalalala, lalala I shine my wrist, it go like shashasha, shashasha I got your bitch singing, lalalala, lalala (How I stride like that) [Verse 1: bbno$] Amex, no cap, eight hundred score They wonder how (How I guap like that) I rap my lyrics when I perform They wonder how (How I stride like that) Married to the grind, I brought my ring I'm corny, but your girly want the dick Modest with my jewels, but check the bank Finally got the money, say my thanks [Chorus: bbno$] When I popped off then your girl gave me just a little bit of lockjaw Baby so cold, he from the north, he from the Canada Bankroll so low, I got nothing else that I can withdraw Ran out the door I shine my wrist, it go like shashasha, shashasha I got your bitch singing, lalalala, lalala I shine my wrist, it go like shashasha, shashasha I got your bitch singing, lalalala, lalala (How I stride like that) [Verse 2: bbno$] Haha, I'm at the bank again They wonder how (How I guap like that) Pink whip with flames all on the side They wonder how (How I stride like that) Got that Gucci on my body, now she tryna pipe me, woo Popped a Lucy, loosey-goosey, sussy boy, I keep you cool Got the paper, went to school Be careful who you callin' fool, ayy, ha, ayy [Chorus: bbno$] When I popped off then your girl gave me just a little bit of lockjaw Baby so cold, he from the north, he from the Canada Bankroll so low, I got nothing else that I can withdraw Ran out the door I shine my wrist, it go like shashasha, shashasha I got your bitch singing, lalalala, lalala I shine my wrist, it go like shashasha, shashasha I got your bitch singing, lalalala, lalala (How I stride like that)

[Verse 1] Ayy, Supercalifragilisticexpiali dope shit Supercalifragilis, my ex be on some ho shit Superman, I get them bands but ain't gon' buy you roses Super-duper, get them cougars, took my wrist and froze it Super-duper ho's Y'all got Oompa Loompa ho's I ain't never knew ya ho's Prolly still ran through 'em though [Interlude] Oh, wait, wait, wait, I, I do know your ho? You talkin' 'bout, you talkin' 'bout Tracy? Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah You mean like, like, Tracy with the ass? Tracy with the, with the Honda? Shit, well [Chorus] Oops! baby Fuck up on your bitch, like oopsie daisy Never knew that was your boo, baby Hit it five times in the coupe Mercedes, whoopsie daisy, yeah Oops! baby "Gravy hit my bitch" Yeah, whoopsie daisy I just had to hit, it's my duty, baby Sippin' on the goose like Boosie baby Yeah, I said oops! baby Fuck up on your bitch, like oopsy daisy Never knew that was your boo, baby Hit her five times in the coupe Mercedes, whoopsie daisy, yeah Oops! baby "Gravy hit my bitch" Yeah, whoopsie daisy I just had to hit, it's my duty, baby Sippin' on the goose like Boosie, baby [Verse 2] Lil' bitch, I'm happy and I know it so I clap them fuckin' cheeks, yeah I'm happy and I show it to your mama in the sheets And I'm happy she's a freak hoe, happy so my teeth glow Yeah, my bitch elite, I be clapping every week My neck, my back, got your momma on my sack My checks, my racks, it's the return of the motherfuckin' mack And I stay with the pack, though Clap, clap, then I'm out the backdoor Lil' Pillsbury, I stack dough Walkin' with a limp like a crack ho [Chorus] Yeah, I said oops! baby Fuck up on your bitch, like oopsie daisy Never knew that was your boo, baby Hit it five times in the coupe Mercedes, whoopsie daisy, yeah Oops! baby "Gravy hit my bitch" Yeah, whoopsie daisy I just had to hit, it's my duty, baby Sippin' on the goose like Boosie baby Yeah, I said oops! baby Fuck up on your bitch, like oopsy daisy Never knew that was your boo, baby Hit her five times in the coupe Mercedes, whoopsie daisy, yeah Oops! baby "Gravy hit my bitch" Yeah, whoopsie daisy I just had to hit, it's my duty, baby Sippin' on the goose like Boosie, baby

[Verse 1] You see me soaring through the sky I see you below as you walk on by I could clear the sky in 10 seconds flat Well, how about that (Well, how about that) I could be sitting here on a cloud Watching the sun as it starts to go down The only thing missing Is you by my side [Pre-Chorus] Give me a smidge of confidence Give me a speck of something that makes sense Give me an idea of dependency Give me a dash of loyalty (Loyalty) [Chorus] I could save my lonely soul for you But the feeling in my heart can't follow through You can give your broken heart to me Cause you know that I'll stay with you That's why they call me loyalty [Verse 2] The sun shines bright, yet the rain pours on Rainbows here one minute and then they're gone They remind me of me and you What did you do? What did I do? Determination in those eyes Where has it gone? has it said goodbye? A lot has happened But I'll stay by your side [Pre-Chorus] Give me a smidge of confidence Give me a speck of something that makes sense Give me an idea of dependency Give me a dash of loyalty (Loyalty) [Chorus] I could save my lonely soul for you But the feeling in my heart can't follow through You can give your broken heart to me Cause you know that I'll stay with you That's why they call me loyalty [Verse 3] Time stands still when you're with me How can I make you see? Your crazy antics make me want to scream! Your name so loud till my throat starts to bleed [Chorus x2] I could save my lonely soul for you But the feeling in my heart can't follow through You can give your broken heart to me Cause you know that I'll stay with you That's why they call me loyalty

[Intro] Tell me the duck story Bum bum bum, ba-dum ba-dum [Verse 1] A duck walked up to a lemonade stand And he said to the man, running the stand "Hey! (Bum bum bum) Got any grapes?" The man said "No, we just sell lemonade But it’s cold and it's fresh, and it’s all home-made. Can I get you a glass?" The duck said “I’ll pass.” [Refrain] Then he waddled away, waddle waddle 'Til the very next day, bum bum bum bum bum ba-dum [Verse 2] When the duck walked up to the lemonade stand And he said to the man, running the stand "Hey! (Bum bum bum) Got any grapes? The man said "No, like I said yesterday We just sell lemonade. Okay? Why not give it a try?" The duck said "Goodbye." [Refrain] Then he waddled away, waddle waddle Then he waddled away, waddle waddle Then he waddled away, waddle waddle 'Til the very next day, bum bum bum bum bum ba-dum [Verse 3] When the duck walked up to the lemonade stand And he said to the man running the stand "Hey! (Bum bum bum) Got any grapes? The man said "Look, this is getting old I mean, lemonade’s all we’ve ever sold Why not give it a go?" The duck said “How 'bout, no.” [Refrain] Then he waddled away, waddle waddle Then he waddled away, waddle waddle waddle Then he waddled away, waddle waddle 'Til the very next day, bum bum bum bum bum ba-dum [Verse 4] When the duck walked up to the lemonade stand And he said to the man running the stand "Hey! (Bum bum bum) Got any grapes?" The man said "THAT’S IT! If you don’t stay away, Duck I’ll glue you to a tree and leave you there all day, stuck So don’t get too close!" The duck said "Adios." [Refrain] Then he waddled away, waddle waddle Then he waddled away, waddle waddle waddle Then he waddled away, waddle waddle 'Til the very next day, bum bum bum bum bum ba-dum [Verse 5] When the duck walked up to the lemonade stand And he said to the man running the stand "Hey! (Bum bum bum) got any glue?" "What?" "Got any glue?" "No, why would I– oh!" Then one more question for you "Got any grapes?" (Bum bum bum, bum bum bum) [Bridge] And the man just stopped, then he started to smile He started to laugh, he laughed for a while He said “Come on duck, let’s walk to the store I’ll buy you some grapes so you won’t have to ask anymore.” So they walked to the store and the man bought some grapes He gave one to the duck and the duck said “Hmm... No thanks But you know what sounds good? It would make my day Do you think this store... Do you think this store... Do you think this store... Has any… lemonade?” [Refrain] Then he waddled away, waddle waddle Then he waddled away, waddle waddle waddle Then he waddled away, waddle waddle

[Verse 1] Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed She was looking kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb In the shape of an "L" on her forehead [Pre-Chorus] Well, the years start comin' and they don't stop comin' Fed to the rules and I hit the ground runnin' Didn't make sense not to live for fun Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb So much to do, so much to see So what's wrong with taking the backstreets? You'll never know if you don't go (W-w-wacko) You'll never shine if you don't glow [Chorus] Hey now, you're an all star Get your game on, go play Hey now, you're a rock star Get the show on, get paid (And all that glitters is gold) Only shootin' stars break the mold [Verse 2] It's a cool place, and they say it gets colder You're bundled up now, wait 'til you get older But the meteor men beg to differ Judging by the hole in the satellite picture The ice we skate is gettin' pretty thin The water's gettin' warm so you might as well swim My world's on fire, how 'bout yours? That's the way I like it and I'll never get bored [Chorus] Hey now, you're an all star Get your game on, go play Hey now, you're a rock star Get the show on, get paid (All that glitters is gold) Only shootin' stars break the mold [Interlude] Go for the moon (W-w-wacko, w-w-wacko) Go for the moon (W-w-wacko, w-w-wacko) Go for the moon Go for the moon [Chorus] Hey now, you're an all star Get your game on, go play Hey now, you're a rock star Get the show on, get paid (And all that glitters is gold) Only shooting stars… [Bridge] Somebody once asked, "Could I spare some change for gas? I need to get myself away from this place" I said, "Yep, what a concept I could use a little fuel myself and we could all use a little change" [Pre-Chorus] Well, the years start comin' and they don't stop comin' Fed to the rules and I hit the ground runnin' Didn't make sense not to live for fun Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb So much to do, so much to see So what's wrong with taking the backstreets? You'll never know if you don't go (Go!) You'll never shine if you don't glow [Chorus] Hey now, you're an all star Get your game on, go play Hey now, you're a rock star Get the show on, get paid (And all that glitters is gold) Only shootin' stars break the mold [Outro] (And all that glitters is gold) Only shootin' stars break the mold

[Intro: Phone Guy] Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo [Chorus: Phone Guy] I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad I got sunshine in a bag I'm useless, but not for long The future is coming on I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad I got sunshine in a bag I'm useless, but not for long The future is coming on It's coming on, it's coming on It's coming on, it's coming on [Verse 1: Ye] (Hoo, yeah, haha) Finally, someone let me out of my cage Now, time for me is nothing, 'cause I'm countin' no age Nah, I couldn't be there, now you shouldn't be scared I'm good at repairs, and I'm under each snare Intangible, bet you didn't think, so I command you to Panoramic view, look, I'll make it all manageable Pick and choose, sit and lose, all you different crews Chicks and dudes, who you think is really kickin' tunes? Picture you getting down in a picture tube Like you lit the fuse, you think it's fictional? Mystical? Maybe, spiritual hero Who appears in you to clear your view when you're too crazy? Lifeless to those, the definition for what life is Priceless to you, because I put you on the hype shit You like it? Gun smokin', righteous with one toke Get psychic among those, possess you with one dose [Chorus: Phone Guy] I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad I got sunshine in a bag I'm useless, but not for long The future is coming on I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad I got sunshine in a bag I'm useless, but not for long The future is coming on It's coming on, it's coming on It's coming on, it's coming on [Verse 2: Ye] The essence, the basics, without it, you make it Allow me to make this childlike in nature Rhythm, you have it or you don't, that's a fallacy I'm in them, every sproutin' tree, every child of peace Every cloud and sea, you see with your eyes I see destruction and demise, corruption in disguise (That's right) From this fuckin' enterprise, now I'm sucked into your lies Through Russel, not his muscles But percussion he provides for me as a guide, y'all can see me now 'Cause you don't see with your eye, you perceive with your mind That's the inner (Fuck 'em) so I'ma stick around with Russ and be a mentor Bust a few rhymes so motherfuckers remember Where the thought is, I brought all this So you can survive when law is lawless (Right here) Feelings, sensations that you thought was dead No squealing and remember that it's all in your head [Chorus: Phone Guy] I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad I got sunshine in a bag I'm useless, but not for long The future is coming on I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad I got sunshine in a bag I'm useless, but not for long My future is coming on It's coming on, it's coming on It's coming on, it's coming on [Outro: Phone Guy] My future is coming on It's coming on, it's coming on It's coming on, it's coming on My future is coming on It's coming on, it's coming on It's coming on, it's coming on My future is coming on It's coming on, it's coming on My future is coming on It's coming on, it's coming on My future is coming on It's coming on, it's coming on My future

[Intro] Nobody pray for me It been that day for me Way (Yeah, yeah) [Verse 1] Ayy, I remember syrup sandwiches and crime allowances Finesse a nigga with some counterfeits, but now I'm countin’ this Parmesan where my accountant lives, in fact, I'm downin' this D’USSÉ with my boo bae, tastes like Kool-Aid for the analysts Girl, I can buy your ass the world with my paystub Ooh, that pussy good, won't you sit it on my taste bloods? I get way too petty once you let me do the extras Pull up on your block, then break it down: we playin' Tetris AM to the PM, PM to the AM, funk Piss out your per diem, you just gotta hate 'em, funk If I quit your BM, I still ride Mercedes, funk If I quit this season, I still be the greatest, funk My left stroke just went viral Right stroke put lil' baby in a spiral Soprano C, we like to keep it on a high note It's levels to it, you and I know [Chorus] Bitch, be humble (Hol' up, bitch) Sit down (Hol' up, lil’, hol’ up, lil' bitch) Be humble (Hol’ up, bitch) Sit down (Hol' up, sit down, lil', sit down, lil' bitch) Be humble (Hol’ up, hol' up) Bitch, sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, lil' bitch) Be humble (Lil' bitch, hol' up, bitch) Sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up) Be humble (Hol' up, hol' up) Sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, lil', hol' up, lil' bitch) Be humble (Hol' up, bitch) Sit down (Hol' up, sit down, lil', sit down, lil' bitch) Be humble (Hol' up, hol' up) Bitch, sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, lil' bitch) Be humble (Lil' bitch, hol' up, bitch) Sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up) [Verse 2] Who that nigga thinkin' that he frontin' on Man-Man? (Man-Man) Get the fuck off my stage, I'm the Sandman (Sandman) Get the fuck off my dick, that ain't right I make a play fucking up your whole life I'm so fuckin' sick and tired of the Photoshop Show me somethin' natural like afro on Richard Pryor Show me somethin' natural like ass with some stretch marks Still I take you down right on your mama couch in Polo socks Ayy, this shit way too crazy, ayy, you do not amaze me, ayy I blew cool from AC, ayy, Obama just paged me, ayy I don't fabricate it, ayy, most of y'all be fakin', ayy I stay modest 'bout it, ayy, she elaborate it, ayy This that Grey Poupon, that Evian, that TED Talk, ayy Watch my soul speak, you let the meds talk, ayy If I kill a nigga, it won't be the alcohol, ayy I'm the realest nigga after all [Chorus] Bitch, be humble (Hol' up, bitch) Sit down (Hol' up, lil', hol' up, lil' bitch) Be humble (Hol' up, bitch) Sit down (Hol' up, sit down, lil', sit down, lil' bitch) Be humble (Hol' up, hol' up) Bitch, sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, lil' bitch) Be humble (Lil' bitch, hol' up, bitch) Sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up) Be humble (Hol' up, hol' up) Sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, lil', hol' up, lil' bitch) Be humble (Hol' up, bitch) Sit down (Hol' up, sit down, lil', sit down, lil' bitch) Be humble (Hol' up, hol' up) Bitch, sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, lil' bitch) Be humble (Lil' bitch, hol' up, bitch) Sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up)

[Intro] You know everybody been waiting on that Baby, man I mean, it's like ever since Baby on Baby dropped, man, like, you know (Ever since Baby on Baby dropped) Ain't nobody drop shit (Oh Lord, Jetson made another one) Let's go, hah [Chorus] I needed some shit with some bop in it (Let's go) I flew past the whip with that blunt in my mouth Watch the swervin', that whip had a cop in it (Woo) My bitch got good pussy, fly her 'cross the country I finish the show and I hop in it (Mm, mm, mm) I got me a milli', I did it legit-ly I'm still with the shits, I'm a hot nigga (Hot) [Verse 1] Oh, you asking for pictures with niggas? (Huh?) What's your name? Get the fuck out the spot, nigga (Get the fuck) Tryna figure which deal I'ma take (Uh-huh) I woke up, couple mill' on my plate (Let's eat) I'm investing in real and estate (Uh-huh) I just went gave my mama a hundred (A hundred) Probably won't hear me open my mouth 'Less you hearin' me talkin' 'bout finding some money (Let's go) As soon as I found it, I flipped that (Flip) I'm a little bit different, they get it (They dig) Know I'm stiff on a bitch and she dig it Tryna find out why Baby ain't all in her mentions (Hah) No, she ain't get no DM from me (Bitch) This rich nigga dick, it ain't free She be throwin' that ass, yeah, she good at it Turn around when we fuck, make her look at it (Uh, she like, hah) [Chorus] I needed some shit with some bop in it (Let's go, uh) I flew past the whip with that blunt in my mouth Watch the swervin', that whip had a cop in it (Woo, okay) My bitch got good pussy, fly her 'cross the country I finish the show and I hop in it (Mm, mm, mm, yeah) I got me a milli', I did it legit-ly I'm still with the shits, I'm a hot nigga (Hot, let's go) [Verse 2] I'm unorthodox than a motherfucker Ayy, when you gon' switch the flow? I thought you'd never ask Niggas ain't fuckin' with me And ain't 'bout what the fuck they be rappin' 'bout with they lil' scary ass (Hah) But to each his own, nigga (Huh) If you like it, I love it, no biggie (No big) That boy say he get money, oh, really? How much they just cut you a check for? A milli' I'm going back to Cali like Biggie (Go back) 'Bout to go get a pound just to smoke (I smoke) They told me to come work on my album I'm tryna go find out the price on a boat (Okay) My lil' bitch act like Megan Thee Stallion (Mm) She ghetto and nasty, she drivin' the boat (Mm, mm, drive the boat) All this shit that they makin' be boring Play me something to bop while I ride with the pole Here you go (Uh, oh, hah, okay) [Chorus] I needed some shit with some bop in it (Let's go) I flew past the whip with that blunt in my mouth Watch the swervin', that whip had a cop in it (Woo) My bitch got good pussy, fly her 'cross the country I finish the show and I hop in it (Mm, mm, mm) I got me a milli', I did it legit-ly I'm still with the shits, I'm a hot nigga (I'm hot) [Interlude] Like, this shit feel like, you know The sophisticated ratchet hoes, you know The ones that go to work by day, then, you know Dance in the mirror by night (Hah) [Chorus] I needed some shit with some bop in it (Okay, let's go) I flew past the whip with that blunt in my mouth Watch the swervin', that whip had a cop in it (Woo) My bitch got good pussy, fly her 'cross the country I finish the show and I hop in it (Mm, mm, mm) I got me a milli', I did it legit-ly I'm still with the shits, I'm a hot nigga (I'm hot) [Outro] Oh, you asking for pictures with niggas? What's your name? Get the fuck out the spot, nigga (Get the fuck) Tryna figure which deal I'ma take (Uh-huh) I woke up, couple mill' on my plate

[Intro] You are now listening to the hottest producer with the hottest beats on the net, Menace This what they all been waitin' for? I guess so They been waitin’ for this shit for a long time, didn't they? This what they all been waitin' for? I guess so They been waitin’ for this shit for a long time, didn't they? Ayy, I'm just feelin' my vibe right now I'm feelin' myself [Bridge] Panda, Panda Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda [Chorus] 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 look like a panda Goin' out like I’m Montana Hundred killas, 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 look like a panda Goin' out like I'm Montana Hundred killas, 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 [Bridge] Hey Panda, Panda Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda [Verse] I got broads in Atlanta Twistin' dope, lean, and shit, sippin' Fanta Credit cards and the scammers Wake up Versace shit, life Desiigner Whole bunch of lavish shit They be askin' 'round town who be clappin' shit I be pullin' up stuff in the Phantom ship I got plenty of stuff in Bugatti whip, look how I drive 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 fellas, they finna pull up in the Phantom Know niggas, they come and kill you on the camera Big Rollie, it's dancin' bigger than a Pandie Go Oscar for Grammy, bitch, pull up ya 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 lot of new money Know some killers pull off and they in the Wraith CTD, pull up in the killa 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 business I be gettin' to the chicken, countin' to the chicken And all of my niggas gon' split it [Bridge] Panda, Panda Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda [Chorus] 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 look 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 killers 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 look 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 killers understand me [Outro] Panda, Panda Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda [Produced by Menace]