Pink Panther Lyrics

Creeping through the hood like Pink Panther

My bitch rock red and slay, Santa

Niggas ain't G, they jolly, rancher

The pump ain't fake, it shoot, hands up

Comic ass niggas talk funny, stand up

Getting money off old grams, nana

Niggas getting caught up in binds, Amanda

Where you at? I'll let it rain there, Prancer

Whole gang eat when the plates come out

Scared money run when the rates come out

Lotta hidden names when the hate come out

Bet views change if a Drac come out

You tried to hide and we found you

Jump out and wet up your crib like a house pool

Cozy young nigga, not here to wow you

Pull up in sweats, a durag, and house shoes bitch

Put a price on her then sold her like Fanta

Wasn't born in June still she a cancer

Pack it up north then move it down south

Told my lil Macon thang to meet me in Atlanta

Cool with the nerds, killers, and scammers

Rappers be lying in they rhymes, stanza

Long clip for the monkey business, banana

Black and white bitch like designer, panda

Creeping through the hood like Pink Panther

My bitch rock red and slay, Santa

Niggas ain't G, they jolly, rancher

The pump ain't fake, it shoot, hands up

Comic ass niggas talk funny, stand up

Getting money off old grams, nana

Niggas getting caught up in binds, Amanda

Where you at? I'll let it rain there, Prancer

I'm gon buss your motherfuckin' ass, don't let me find you

I'm going to smack the shit out of your ass, don't let me find you

Ayy (Bitch!)

Kicking in doors like Thor, hammer

She a doll but the bitch crazy, Anna

Can't trust hoes, they dirty, Diana

Jay miss nothing for the bucks, Tampa

Dip sets out with the jewels, Santana

Haters can hold deez nuts, Planters

Close you up while you sleep, pajamas

Have niggas throwing dirt on you, no slander

Spray a bottle on a bitch like perfume

AK clip look like a half moon

12 Gauge pump take 2 hands to dump

Got both hands on the 12 like noon

Fuck with the clique, we get at 'em, Sandler

Chop block, glock shot, pop lock, dancer

Hit him with a left hook then with a jab

Dumbfuck couldn't read a right, Miranda

Creeping through the hood like Pink Panther

My bitch rock red and slay, Santa

Niggas ain't G, they jolly, rancher

The pump ain't fake, it shoot, hands up

Comic ass niggas talk funny, stand up

Getting money off old grams, nana

Niggas getting caught up in binds, Amanda

Where you at? I'll let it rain there, Prancer

I'm gon buss your motherfuckin' ass, don't let me find you

I'm going to smack the shit out of your ass, don't let me find you