Panini ft. Puffee White & MoorPurp Lyrics

Hey man why you tweakin

Mad I scored yo chick

She wasnt even playin defense

Heard I like to trip

Support me just like a crutch

Always at my hips

Baby love it when you dip

Start thuggin crazy when I sip

And I’m bustin out the zip

Chasin Luxory

Shout out who get these bucks wit me

We gon catch a lift

Reimburse every gift

If the soil fertile

Mine as well n grow a garden

Feed the young

Make em strong like Spartans

I see you baby don’t run from me

I see you baby know you want me

Hold up baby where you going

In some ish that people notice I’m a star you see me glowing

Wit some shooters wigging out

Catch a stray and get a sow-in

I can read you like a book

Ya flip the script its in the story

Tryna earn some stripes

But I put her in some Nikes

Love is on rewind I make a movie like I’m Spike Lee

Love it when she’s sweet but off that henny extra spicy

Like You in love

I might be

Think I’m crazy

I might be

Asked if it’s forever she like

YUP in my white tee

YUP in my white tee

YUP in my white tee

Asked if she want cheddar She like

YUP in my white tee

YUP in my white tee

YUP in my white tee

I see you baby don’t run from me

I see you baby know you want me

Hey tim Hortons bring back panini cut that jawn in a two piece like a bikini

Ik you seen me wit my shorty I know You tweeting mad can’t she be me

These vvs truey she dont watch tv

See them Chains on Change come when you least expecting Might mess around

An break ya heart then try to Repossess it

Ain’t no tellin if I get on tomorrow she gon let it

But nah forget it

I’m too Toxic flexing cookin breakfast

My flow a template

Slow my lane up so I could hit the exit

She so impress it wit how i whip it when it blow she tempted

An shots attempted by you end up in the bayous

She be like bye dude but if it was i you I would try too

I see you baby don’t run from me

I see you baby know you want me

Want me

Why you haunt me

You in the past

Of my memory

I can’t give up

No I can’t sleep

No way

I count my blessings everyday

Day

Now I’m on 33

They still ain’t heard of me

Lord I’m on my knees

Can you do one more thing

Open up they eyes so I can

Blind em wit my beams

Imma shoot the stars n make em bleed

Imma shooting star best believe

We ain’t come this far just to leave

Betta be a goner when we pull up

X-ray on the scope

I see what you full of