Panko ZayBang

[Intro]
Bust down Cubans, I just used to want a Franco
Just hit for twenty thousand, we at Hot Sauce and Panko (Ayy, we in the field with it, on my mama, nigga, baow)

[Chorus]
I be everywhere they said a nigga can't go
Bitch, I'm a whole different nigga when my pape' low
Bust down Cubans, I just used to want a Franco
Just hit for twenty thousand, we at Hot Sauce and Panko
They asked me who a nigga came with, I brought the Draco
I hardly even wear designer shoes, these some Fazos
Hella new attachments on the chop like some LEGOs
A Rolls-Roycе truck and a Urus, we on Melrose

[Verse 1]
Brokе nigga, you should put some lotion on them elbows
He tried to buy a gun from my bro, but we don't sell those (Clown)
I made thirty thousand off some sweats and some shell toes
I used to fuck with bitches who be hustlin' and sell clothes
I just need a good bitch to bring the pack in
I told baby, "Never pull straight, you gotta back in"
And you can catch me out in hella cities, I don't tap in
Them headshots'll leave a nigga dead like, what happened?
Since I lost my brother, it been madness
I can do it by myself, I'm a savage
Hey, I just wanna bust down the Patek
And shoot a sucker nigga in his face with a passion
Ayy, old-school shooters like the Mavericks
And I don't fuck with bum bitches, they got baggage
Givenchy slides at the beach, I ain't average
I fucked the lil' bitch so good, she lost her lashes