Casey Veggies - The Panties lyrics
[Casey Veggies - The Panties lyrics]
Say girl
I really talk to you to hit your friend
I swear we like a team
And I'm in that shit to win look girl
You deserve some of this time I got to spend
But don't get to happy because in
Time that shit gon end
I swear we don't love them girls we
Just cappin up all the tens
And add the numbers up and thats
Enough to buy a Benz coolest out in LA
We on that fresh shit rockin' Tims
Polo on my button up and a clear lens
I use to wonder how to get it
Started but now it won't end
Use to just try to get the word out
But now they all my friends
Had to keep them dark Tennessees
So yall remember me
Now they like "he young and he hot"
I spit that 3rd degree
Them older niggas tryna murder me
They mad men they scared of me
Came and messed this thing up
My technique like burglary i'm so Inglewood
Man I think thats where they gonna bury me
And thats right by the Forum
Should I keep goin'?
Everywhere I go shit, everybody knowin'
I just move them haters out the way
Damn near tow em
Niggas got they hand out like it's
Something that I owe em
But, I keep walking straight like I
Know just where I'm goin
I'd never thought that I'd
Get recognition for it
But, I swear I'm after my stars
Now I'm just in orbit
We want the fame and the car
Because we workin towards it
And we ain't had no Mr feeney
On some Boy Meets World shit
Na, I'm on my job no collides
Every move I make above like
I drive in the sky
These old rappers so similar
Now how should I divide
So I'm at these niggas neck
I'm a hickey in the skies
Damn, I'm clueless to where I am
I'm just livin' in the dream
Won't woke up til I'm the man
Try to give these girls a hundred
But they just don't really understand
So I'mma take em all down
I am Wilt Chamberlain
I'm a smile and do my dance
I just don't give a damn
How these niggas hate on a kid with a plan
Seem like she real the way
She holdin' on my hand
But, I can see right through these girls
Thats why I'm growin to a man
Yeah, I'm a show em that I'm better
How to trap for the rack now
I'm goin for the cheddar
Got me hopin' for the better
Sleeping in class, drooling on my sweater
I really talk to you to hit your friend
I swear we like a team
And I'm in that shit to win look girl
You deserve some of this time I got to spend
But don't get to happy because in
Time that shit gon end
I swear we don't love them girls we
Just cappin up all the tens
And add the numbers up and thats
Enough to buy a Benz coolest out in LA
We on that fresh shit rockin' Tims
Polo on my button up and a clear lens
I use to wonder how to get it
Started but now it won't end
Use to just try to get the word out
But now they all my friends
Had to keep them dark Tennessees
So yall remember me
Now they like "he young and he hot"
I spit that 3rd degree
Them older niggas tryna murder me
They mad men they scared of me
Came and messed this thing up
My technique like burglary i'm so Inglewood
Man I think thats where they gonna bury me
And thats right by the Forum
Should I keep goin'?
Everywhere I go shit, everybody knowin'
I just move them haters out the way
Damn near tow em
Niggas got they hand out like it's
Something that I owe em
But, I keep walking straight like I
Know just where I'm goin
I'd never thought that I'd
Get recognition for it
But, I swear I'm after my stars
Now I'm just in orbit
We want the fame and the car
Because we workin towards it
And we ain't had no Mr feeney
On some Boy Meets World shit
Na, I'm on my job no collides
Every move I make above like
I drive in the sky
These old rappers so similar
Now how should I divide
So I'm at these niggas neck
I'm a hickey in the skies
Damn, I'm clueless to where I am
I'm just livin' in the dream
Won't woke up til I'm the man
Try to give these girls a hundred
But they just don't really understand
So I'mma take em all down
I am Wilt Chamberlain
I'm a smile and do my dance
I just don't give a damn
How these niggas hate on a kid with a plan
Seem like she real the way
She holdin' on my hand
But, I can see right through these girls
Thats why I'm growin to a man
Yeah, I'm a show em that I'm better
How to trap for the rack now
I'm goin for the cheddar
Got me hopin' for the better
Sleeping in class, drooling on my sweater