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PERFORMING ARTISTS
PNTHN
PNTHN
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jedi Chancellor
Jedi Chancellor
Songwriter
Tony Tone
Tony Tone
Songwriter
twohorizonra
twohorizonra
Songwriter
dc4prez
dc4prez
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Romby
Romby
Producer

Lyrics

Mira, mamacita, Montezuma is the speaker
I told you to get geeked up I’m handing you yo freedom
Float 'cause there's hope you knowin' I'm yo leader;
Blast this out yo speaker till you blowing yo tweeters
Look know ya shook, what’s good my life a book
In the produce aisle lookin’ for some shit to cook
Yah hot like my wrist be
Throwed like a frisbee
**** feelings Disney iffy 50/50
Link all up, bumping Neon Guts, thinking we all suck
Must be pretty close
To the dream
One percenters
Fuck who better than the dusty shepherds
Rusty belter, in the season need my lucky sweater
I'mma, walkin' talkin' boss ****
Waka Flocka Flame in the paint gettin' figures
Geeked up in my get up, weed stuffed in her denim
Mothafuckas finna show my team love in a minute
Inspiration is hard to come upon as your own god
Pawns move along you gon' fall if you don't walk
Grown ass children it's the teacher you best stand straight
Lesson of the day, mind your business or get your hands raised
Said I always got dem broke knees
Me I’m going broke please (my leg)
Talkin’ that Guapanese, me I buy Chinese
Playin’ Jumanji, demons upon he
Plebeians among me, tryna keep it funky
I rush these quarterbacks for quarter packs
Loiter at the corner store, murder most melodic
Music make me think this 4 44
Better hit the spot, bitch you better
Kiss this rock, throw the dice at the dealer
Lace em up, beat the cop
And my **** never hit the rock, lookin’ like some 90s babies
Baby momma hit the spot, came in perfect timing baby
Baby come fellatio I’m in her labia
Then I hold you up & cobra clutch you in Mercedes huh
Baby throw back, suck her like Dracula
**** all wack, never been proud of ya
Best ya fall back, geeked up off the Adderall
In the business casual, habitual I’m astral, aye
Bitch, you know I'm okay, I do not bleed or break
I do not need no bank, I just eat off cakes
'Cause yea you know that's my bitch
My bae on my side, I call her name to tell me lies
About myself we on this ride, you be my left I'm on ya right
Left to right, very high, pass that J
Baby girl call me back okay, andale, andale
Imma go ride it out and end my day, play
Olé, goin’ up for that lay
Finger roll into ya bae, Pantheon on up up
I’m dappered up, I’m fancy, cuh
Yea yeah aye whassuh, tell ya mama I said hey
Aye one luhh, yuh
Written by: Jedi Chancellor, Tony Tone, dc4prez, twohorizonra
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