Brian M. Washington - Panda (Freestyle) lyrics

[Intro] Yeah you know how we bout to do it I'm bout to go off the top of the head on this sh** Aye man, I didn't even wanna rap on this goofy sh** Ight Look! [Verse 1] No 30, no Curry This Nina right here it'll still put your name on a shirt like a jersey b**h scared to bring us the rest, feeling nerdy The cleaner's Celine, but I'm sipping on dirty b**h think she worthy But I won't f** her unless she a freak, feeling scurry I f** her good and then I'm in a hurry To get to this money and I'm gone off the Earth She thought I was spending the night She text me good morning, I send her goodnight Just give her good pipe And if she had a type, homie Send her a flight till the end of the night Damn I just pulled up in the Vet Watch on my wrist and this chain on my neck My homie, too, got the chain on his neck so it's double 10 and double 0, that sh** you respect I rap and I'm white like a Panda I drop a 4 on a phantom Yo b**h moving her hips just like a dancer Don't want no date, I'm no public romancer Or I'm blocking this bubble like I picked the answer I do not smoke, aye, f** cancer Stay with 3 hoes, that's Rudolph, Vixen, and Prancer Monkey see, monkey do, so this clip go bananas So if I see you, you get swatted on camera [Hook] I roll with Desiigner, I trapped on this sh** Going beast cost nothing, I trap out my b**h Can't serve out my house, we gone trap out them whips Got this cash on my mind and this strap on my hip Nine to his face, make him shake Then tell his a** we gone see when we run through his place Can't find the coke, then I'm taking his safe And his floor drop like feds, let me take me a break [Bridge] Hold up, hold up, hold up Damn, damn, damn Yeah I know I'm gone let it ride out for a little bit Cause I know what these motherf**ers gone say Y'all ready for round 2? Look! [Verse 2] Pull up and hop out, I'm like what it do If he fake, then his face what these bullets go through I keep blessing blue flames, like I'm f**ing Goku Hit his face or his chest like its full of tofu You don't know what I go through with squad These hollows will go through your squad These b**hes be sneaking, they geeking, they go through the squad So if you gone f** me, then don't do my squad If you not squad, then you bum If you ain't gang, you can't hang, you gotta shoot sh** like a range They hated me back when I stepped in the game Now they calling to book me, don't that sh** sound strange I went from draft to a starter Cause I made a hit like a Dodger She running my way, then it's pressed with that sh** like The Carter But my sh** def gone go harder A b**h talk stupid, I pop him like I was his father Then line his a** up like a barber I'm smoking on gas like my plug was a farter These rappers, they lying, I call em Mufasa