Lyrics

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
Motherfucker, pull up ya panty
Hope you killas understand me
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
Panda
Written by: Darcy Maher, Zhassulan Smailov
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