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Lil Pan

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Bitch I'm stacking up my racks, uh
Bitch you know that's facts, uh
He say he want beef
He pull up shake shack
Thirty clip in the MAC
All my hoes be actin wack
Pull up, stay strapped
And they ducking like quack quack
Ooh shake shack
With the meat like track
Who's that girl?
Can't believe you wifin'that
All my homies cook crack
My stick it shoots exact
Aiming at your dome
You better duck like quack

He duck duck goose
Hollow tips I let em loose
Top down Bentley coupe 
Point the rocket right at you
All my beats I produce 
Got skill, who knew?
No time for side bitches
The whip seat only two
School what's that? 
Gotta bachelor's degree
My diamonds VVS
And now everyone notice me
Melody, fire melody
I end all my enemies
Pull up with a stick
Hitting shit like MLB
Always with the shits
Thirty-Eight at my hip
When I shoot don't miss
Hundreds with blue strips
Shoutout playboi carti
Hop out foreign whip
Rather not talk about it
Just do that shit
Smith and wesson got me stressing
All these diamonds, heavy flexing
All this money that I'm getting
All this time I keep em guessing
Bust down AP
Bank account my money checkin'

Bitch I'm stacking up my racks, uh
Bitch you know that's facts, uh
He say he want beef
He pull up shake shack
Thirty clip in the MAC
All my hoes be actin wack
Pull up, stay strapped
And they ducking like quack quack
Ooh shake shack
With the meat like track
Who's that girl?
Can't believe you wifin' that!
All my homies cook crack
My sticks it shoots exact
Aiming at your dome
You better duck like quack

Throw it back drop it low
All this sauce it overflows
Everyone tryna bite my flow
Akimbo pistols lock and load
And I'm aiming at your dome
Choppa send a couple blows
So cold, 30 below
Hop in that ghost hit the road
She a freak for the camera
Got more cash than you're aware of
My phone ring ring ring
It ring ring bearer
I got bread like I'm Panera
I'm the man of the era
Hopping on jets overseas
Nice, French Riviera
Bad bitch kill the lights
Might just spend the night
But if you say you don't suck dick
I'll be gone out your life
Don't keep the opps alive
Use the strap when it applies
Been calling the foreign Chad
Cause that shit all white
In the lot doing donuts
Cops pull up, bruh moment
Not a rapper I'm a poet
Yeah A poet yeah you know it
Thirty-Eight at my waist
And I'm not afraid to show it

Bitch I'm stacking up my racks, uh
Bitch you know that's facts, uh
He say he want beef
He pull up shake shack
Thirty clip in the MAC
All my hoes be actin wack
Pull up, stay strapped
And they ducking like quack quack
Ooh shake shack
With the meat like track
Who's that girl?
Can't believe you wifin' that!
All my homies cook crack
My sticks it shoots exact
Aiming at your dome
You better duck like quack

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