Panda Remix

I got broads in Atlanta
They love me cuz all my bars goin Planters
I know dogs in the slammer
Cuz they rental car hit a scanner
In the Present got presents like Santa
See guerrillas will peel with Bananas
They got cigs like a stick full of cancer
You gon fold like the clothes in the hamper
Woah
Niggas hoes I can't stand'em
See they set they gon Dip like Santana
Talk wildly like Miley
But they actions is Hannah Montana
Nigga you not in my lane
Let me show you why you ain't
They just tryna be the same
Future im feeling pain
Pay me for what I have changed
I need a mill and some change
Wait till I get in the game
We gonna get some thangs
Woah
Better say Im from the jungle
Where killers raised in the land
And they go do more with 30 clip
Then any nigga on the gram
Woah
I got broads in Atlanta
I got sauce they can't stand us
Village boys in my family
Might go Thor with the hammer
Had to tour for the bread
Hardly in the cap anymore
I been juggin tryna find out
Do niggas rap anymore?

These bebe kids is back for ya boy
Place my fist really quick in the back of they jaw
Might
Break my wrist to fade ya shit
Now take ya whip ya bitch crash it for joy like
Its Wutang where im at
Cuz they known for the Meth
I dont what they doin bout it
But im pretty sure I know a chef
Pretty sure he know the rec
Apie to cook up the death
Lot of drano lot of Ether
Probably should say the rest
But they tryna lock us for the hash now
Oh that how they make they cash now
Ima play ya lil act now
Tell the prosecutor back down
I got broad in Atlanta
They got lean in the Fanta
Codeine Tropicana
They might od they can't stand up
It might fuck up they grammer
It might fuck with they manner
I Might be chillin with a Red Fox
Got me feelin like im Sanford
When they spit the shit booty
Niggas bitch niggas coochie
Took lemons made lemonade
But they B im Gucci
I got broads in Atlanta
If the white X6 look like a Panda
And the Black X6 look like a Phantom
Then my Phantom gone look like a Pantha