Lord Acee - Panama Lyrics

All of you niggas
Are amateurs

I go to panama
Just to f*ck bitches
That look like they Pamela

That lay on beaches
And sip outta coconuts

She only hit my line
So I can coke her up

I f*ck the baddest
Of bitches
You know what's up

If that boy play with
My bread
He ain't showing up

I rented the whip
Just to crash it

I need a little
More Balance

Cause I'm f*cking bitches
That only want purses
And think they gone live in a palace

But I keep it simple
You getting McDonald's
And we gonna f*ck in this alley

And my nigga Breazy
We going real stupid
I think that we stuck in the classes

But I'm gonna pass it

I was down low
But I'm making it happen

Look in my eyes
And you know I'm the captain

Niggas not rapping
They practicing acting

Kill you with fashion
Draco be blasting
I got a Gucci ski mask
For the Aspens

When I was low
All you bitches was laughing

Now I got money
And you trynna gag it

Kicking my feet up
And living too lavish

Wait, wait, wait, wait
Watch just do the impossible
Wait, wait, wait, wait
Smoking dead opps out the optimo

I'm so unstoppable
No one can top me
Not even with stilts
Or a f*cking plane

You niggas be lame
Trynna steal my wave

Saw you in public
And didn't even know ya name

It's such a shame
Ya bitch give me brains
Cause I called her pretty
And knew her name

You niggas are stains
While y'all chasing bitches
I'm chasing my paper
I know the game

You gotta stay humble
Cause niggas will hunt you
It's all for the clout
They so f*cking lame

So catch me in Panama
I got my pants to my ankles
I'm smashing ha face
And you know how it taste

Aye

You know
That it's Acee

Yeah
Gun on my waist