Panda T-MIX

Oooohhh, yeah yeah Woo! yeah yeah T-T-T-T-Tmix, baby Pizzle, Woo! Look at it I mean this shit can't be against the rules now I fuck with these niggas Get the nigga who did Desiigner adlibs, get him on the phone because this shit about to be lit Leggo Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda I got hoes up in Brooklyn, my Jamaican bitches be cooking She sit me down at the table, I let you know how it was looking Rice and peas, macaroni cheese, collared greens No she don't bullshit She Steph Curry with the curry chicken She just make a whole bunch of good shit I been out the ghost, I got the rice sitting on the tow truck Had to hit me with some bands He can get me that brown paper bag Get me more bucks I'm goin fine, securing lines with my zoes bro down in Florida I stack it, stack it, pack it, pack it, stack it, pack it, stack it, pack it, in that order Hold up, I'm all the way up I need to put something in my soda I don't need no lunch, Imma go get a bunch of Asian bitches up in the Rover My legacy, fuck that They thought that T-pain wasn't gon' to come back Now go tell them that when you run back You a hoe, so you already done that Hold up, I'm all the way up I need to put something in my Sprite, bitch If you think you're doing it, I'm about to ruin it You're niggas are going to learn tonight, bitch If you think I'm lit now, watch what happens when I come and turn on the light switch I will not plan this shit, I come and handle it Boy that ain't shit but a flight, bitch I mean really though If you think about it, really think about it how hard do they really go? (Bitch, I'm really dope) Now you really know They ain't ready bro Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda I got bitches in the Bronx, nigga They can get me in the back door Rob a nigga in the trap house, bitch you just walked in the trap door Caught the body in the Bugati, go put the bricks in the wrapper Thought they was sleepin on Pizzle Somebody go ask these niggas what they takin' a nap for Illuminappy, that the squad, nigga Without that shit I would've been dead But I swear to God I'mma keep killin' niggas and I put that shit on my kid's head Cash Know. I'm an asshole. So don't fuck with Pizzle and his bread I'm the type the type of nigga that'll find a nigga then go and find his chick and a get bitch head Yea, I'm all the way up ¿Dónde estás, mi amigo? Don't put your eye in that peephole Cause I'll turn the back of your head to a peephole Think again, and then go and murk all your people You already know the weapon is lethal Flip the clip, guy get back, pull the hair trigger Yeah nigga, back for the sequel, oh I got problems in my head, nigga Smokin' that shit from the West Coast The major key is when you hatin' me, you could fuck around get your neck broke You fuck around with the Winsquad, they could find your body at the Texaco The summer comin' and you comin' with nothin' You ready pussy-nigga, let's go All I say is "Panda, Panda" and they handle-handle my shit While I'm chillin' up in Alabama tryna show a bitch how fast a lambo can get With all of this green up under these gold chains, they mistakin' me for the king Bitch, I make platinum, I'm comin' after them Passin' them, all I do is fucking win, bitch I got broads out in Cali, I got hoes gettin' ratchet Hit dispensaries and grab it, wrap it all up in that plastic USPS, I'm a track it Two day priority, I have it They're makin' a [?] and I'm taxin' Two hundred racks in the mattress I don't know about y'all, but I'm a street nigga Ain't gotta sound like nobody, I'm just me, nigga Been on tour with T-Pain, that's for free, nigga That's why I still fuck with them bricks and the weed, nigga And that's why I hop in my jag, my nigga go hop in that Benz My nigga go hop in that porsche, and no we don't need no new friends Cause we'll go hop in that ghost, and yeah that we'll still got the Benz Look at that lift on the fours, look at the mothafuckin' rims And I keep tryna tell you we from Florida, babe Still fifty-grand sofa, now mercedes benz (The baddest bitches in the world that'll drive you crazy From the cocaine era, I'm a eighties-baby Oh yeah) Panda, Panda Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda Panda, Panda, Panda Ahh, uhh