PANDA 2 Lyrics

Walked in that (Huh)

(Walked, Walked, Walked)

Walked in with, walked in with fire (Fire)

Walked in with, walked in with fire (Fire)

Walked in with, walked in with fire (Fire)

Walked in with, walked in with- (This is a Certified Hood Classic)

Walked in with fire, walked in with sticks, walked in with blicks

Walked in with fire, walked in with sticks, walked in with blicks

Walked in with fire, walked in with sticks, walked in with blicks

Walked in with fire, walked in with sticks, walked in with blicks (Yuh, Yuh)

She on my dick, she wanna lick

She rubbin' hard, all on her clit

To Kiyarts shit, you quit the beans

I'm doing lean, im pourin tris

I crack the seal, on sum new Qual, and Activis

I'm somewhere gone, she call me Fulcrum, came in that bitch

My money long, my money vocal, ain't SAF for shit

I'm blowing pack, off the Four Loko, can't think for shit

Your bitch is gone, and I just told bro, I hit a lick

I'm strapped up hard, I'm rocking Montclair, it hide the blick

All up in Saks, I'm spending racks, but make it back

I ran up bands, black and white Hellcat, came from Japan

Smokin' on strands, this pack a import, came from Iran

He just a fan, he just a fan,

We making pussy's run like Anne

I got no... (Uh)

I got no Wok then bitch I'm mad

I'm cookin' up, I'm craftin' hard like Ironclads

I'm pourin' up, I'm pourin' up I'm in my bag (Bih)

She wanna fuck, she wanna fuck me off the Xan

Said fuck a Xan, I need that lean I feel like Kan

Said fuck a Xan, I need that lean I feel like Kan

(Said fuck a Xan, I need that lean I feel like)

(Yuh)