Panama (feat. jTRE & Yung Mula)

With a latina mami told me that she is from Panama Put that drink inside my cup and double up Youngin with potential and I'm coming up Talk but I don't listen to the funny stuff I wanna make mills so fam will be proud With Brazão and Nicco that show gon get loud I respect a code never end up in drought Nah, nah, I ain't ever stoppin Till I'm in a coffin Brodie won't let them know who really poppin Yeah, we trust the process Steady making guala I still pray for profit Enough of this nonsense But it's never enough of this guala Shawty, she high, she trippin' on other shit She move it slow, call her fuckin' Koala Not only Black Friday every month, we got Prada She call me daddy, but I ain't her father Ballin' with bro like MJ and Pippen 23, 33, yeah, we spittin I ghost a few bitches, I swear that they trippin' Elevate ain't talk about names Really tryna buy momma a Benz Ain't follow, I'm setting them trends, yo With a latina mami told me that she is from Panama Put that drink inside my cup and double up Youngin with potential and I'm coming up Talk but I don't listen to the funny stuff Skrrt, skrrt, and I'm whippin' through traffic On your block where we get to the blasting Countin paper, she like only blue hunnids She lovin the style, she lovin the fashion Fashion week we all up in the store Louis V flexin cristian dior She so freaky through down on the floor we up in the hood want all of the smoke Makin that chicken we want all the riches House in dubai and its full of bad bitches Pouring that drank pouring that liquor The team full of winners we finna get bigger These bars, they're really just visions I will make it, it's all independent Manifest with the wins of my bredrins Manifest for my wish it's a blessing, yo 00162 why? I was grown by the age of nine In my mind, I was building dimes In my mind, I was thinking Figures and figures and figures I'ma pull up with the motherfuckin' triggers Brodie is jealous cause my dick is bigger I bang to the wall like a motherfuckin' sticker, yo And I don't give you time to think And I don't give you time to blink And I feel like Kanye West, I fuck this bitches on the sink Rollin for the money Duffle full of hunnids Euros pesos dollars Roll another backwood Smokin like a rastafari Pocket full o money We rollin in the city I gotta keep it with me Gotta keep it with me I run it up for the cheese Want Polo, Prada white tees With a latina mami told me that she is from Panama Put that drink inside my cup and double up Youngin with potential and I'm coming up Talk but I don't listen to the funny stuff With a latina mami told me that she is from Panama Put that drink inside my cup and double up Youngin with potential and I'm coming up Talk but I don't listen to the funny stuff