Bance - Panola

I tell shawty wassup
You rollin, tell me what's the hold up
Just let me know somethin
Got a brotha choked up, I want all the smoke yeah
Then she said boy (oh boy)
You play too much (you play too much)
Well just let me console ya
Hold ya for the moment
Kick ya toes up
Burn some lotus
Just meet me off Panola
Yeah
We low key, covert
Talk in tongues and code words
Two stoned, love birds
OG with her lavender
She pass from passenger
We got the coop on Cadbury
She my two toned cap baby
Yeah yeah
Shawty wassup
You love me, then tell me what's the hold up
Just let me know somethin
Got a brotha choked up, I want all the smoke yeah
Then she said boy (oh boy)
You play too much (You play too much)
Well just let me console ya
Hold ya for the moment
Kick ya toes up
Burn some lotus
Just meet me off Panola
Never felt like this before ya
Somethin shoulda told me
You're too good to be true, I'm Ed Norton, okay
Fight all day, it's your way or no way
Swear I get no say, wear red flags as my cape
Get saved up
You still the woman of my blue dream
Let me keep it two beans
I'm really a you fiend
Let me follow yo lead
Double up my dosage
Shawty wassup
Used to love me, now you tell me hold up
Just let me know somethin
Got a brotha choked up, I want all the smoke
Let me pull over
She said boy (oh boy)
You play too much (You play too much
Well just let me console yah
Hold on to our moments
For some closure
Burnt up all my lotus
I'm swerving off Panola
Yeah I never fell for ya, you had me floating
Tryna go forward I keep rolling back
Hands on ten and you, break intervals
Take five minutes, slam that door in my face
You were the woman of my blue dream
Let me keep it two beans
I am still a you fiend
Need no re up
Quit cold turkey
Uh
Shawty wassup
Uh
Shawty wassup
Used to call me too much, now you don't call enough
Either I'm tripping or I'm falling in love
I'm feeling different when I'm missing your touch
Distance couldn't keep us apart
I might be pillow talking too much
To be honest with ya, not too confident I'll get tomorrow with ya
Kept it confidential, guess I'll open up a little
Cause I know you wanna deal with a real one
Dip on my chip, won't split when the bill come
Love who I am, who I was, who I'll become
You want Bance, I want you to show Malik love
I promise I don't need much

Written by:
Malik McAdams

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