T-Y Martyr - Panda Remix lyrics

[Verse 1] I got k**ers in the Norf, don't get spilt on your porch We all wish for a porshe, and spit with a force We lit like a torch I load 30 clips in the hammer My chopper clip go bananas I swear I would sit in the slammer, do bids for my family Not snitch on my grammy G's is on my team n***a, they don't be on that judas sh** So if you cross me or try to nail me That's something that your crew should fix Tired of k**ing sh** for free And I'm about to make these n***as pay me When I'm on the gra**, I'm getting choked up Feeling like Katt Williams lately Treat my team like royalty, n***as scared to face the kingdom My n***as been locked up so much, you would think they'd appreciate their freedom But they take this sh** for granted, these n***as ain't ever grateful They been in and out the cell more times than the Undertaker at a Wrestlemania They ain't f**ing with T-Y, gotta tell em what I mean like Give a n***a three dollars to the face That mean a buck fifty on each side f** with me wrong I'll knock his a** to another world Put his b**h face on my magazine, now she's a cover girl [Verse 2] Put a gift wrap on my dick when I give it to a bad b**h She asked me why I got a bow on it, I tell her because its her gag gift Styrofoam cup and a fat spliff, I'd hit the dab but I don't dab, b**h Got a red 380 with a black grip My b**h p**y pinker than Patrick n***as think they got bars like me I'll k** your whole tape with my adlibs I be fire, wait for ReT-YtleD it's dropping soon on datpiff I'm so AFMB, that's anything for my brothers, b**h They live for me so I die for them Ain't no inbetween for no others b**h I'm a Norf-Sida n***a with Glocks and them choppers Pop off your noggin then hop in the Honda Thankful that I am not one of them guys I be the truth every one of them lies I'ma glo' up like the sun in the sky 187 with 357 on 227, b**h numbers don't lie Keep a gun on my thigh, plus a ton in my ride Shoutout Pierre and shout out Dvine f** with my brothers, you outta your mind Cashlete the team and I'm proud of the grind First we rain, then we break through the clouds t'il we shine Step up, I let the automatic pop I drag an opp, until his neck snap and pop Don't open up that window, it's only cracked, so knock I got that antidote in it like Travi$ $cott