Lor Scoota - Panda Freestyle (G-Mix) lyrics

[Intro] What up, what up? Scooter, baby Automatic, I'm at it, unleashed Back at it again, back at it again, back at it again f**ing these n***as up (f**ing these n***as up) [Verse 1] Lor Scoota, baby Keep dem b**hes going crazy Never let a b**h play me You don't like me n***a, then spray me Other than that what you saying? Im the mother-f**ing man We the one's with grams Hella guns, hella bands Walking straight up in the club Don't need no f**ing wrist band Got on black and white, panda Got crack white, panda Your baby mother, had her That b**h you with, had Her I Got Broads in Atlanta Tell Alexis Skyy I'm tryin' have her Know some bad hoes in LA What's up low low and J.C I wish both of y'all could date me I got plugs in LA Go to play house just to play Got the shiners with me every day We the hottest n***as in the state We designer down head to feet 36, O's, 30,000 on clothes Selling dope out da holes Scrambled smack double 0's Shoot a n***a on camera, like a picture you froze I don't f** with none of these rappers If they ain't come for my hoes [Hook] Lor Scoota, baby Keep them b**hes going crazy Probably why them n***as hate me n***as claiming that they made me n***as try front page me b**h we balling like the ravens All my n***as making plays Bring all my n***as on the stage [Verse 2] They let my n***a out the cage Dark shades Johnny Cage Smoking haze, b**h Im blazed Spilling drank on my jay's Might hit the club every day, just to hear this sh** play Even a n***a designer, don't rock more designer than me b**h I'm still in the trenches f**ing these n***as b**hes I'm in the game no scrimmage They feel my pain when I spit It These n***as lame with a image Copycats bunch of mimics But I sip my tea and mind my business f** them n***as, cause I'm getting It I'm the only one that did it I'm the owner of the city Harlem shaking like I'm diddy My new b**h p**y so pretty My old b**h still tryna' get me You miserable and I'm living Four seasons dang I'm sipping Everywhere I go I'm tipping They know I'm baller in the building You know who all the b**hes dealing Know my views do a million Know I'm loved by the children You know I'm the hottest in the city You know I'm still in the trenches You know I'm Lor Scoota, baby Keep them b**hes going crazy [Outro] Lor Scoota, baby Keep them b**hes going crazy Lor Scoota, baby Keep them b**hes going crazy Lor Scoota, baby Keep them b**hes going crazy Never let a b**h play me You don't like me n***a then spray me