Trappin' in my Honda, windows down switch the sluts


This ain't Mo Bamba, but I'm still in touch


Money on my mind, can't you see I'm bout my grind?


Haters tryna bring me down, but they can't stop my shine (shine)

In the trap, making moves, gotta stack that dough


This may be modest, but my flow really go (go)


Ridin' round the city, with my hoes by my side


Steppin' on the gas, feelin' like we're on a ride

"Panic Mode"

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