Chaszio - Panama City

I'm in PCB, we with the hoes, we at the B&B ,Say they wanna make a movie, film this shit, go DVD
Had to switch the drop and spin the block, you know we keep it P
I can tell whats wetter, her lil mini ocean or the sea
Out of state, we get the pack and flip the zip, then get it back

Call up Gruncle stan, he got the grams, we headed to the shack
At the beach, but we not green, you know my niggas never lack
Hoe just wanna get chased I chase the pape i'm worried bout the bag
Might go prom king on a nigga, just go do it, make em mad

Watch my pockets, they get bigger, full of blues, got steady cash
Gotta watch your step and keep it helt, cause this life go by fast
Tryna be the best, if you ain't first, you might as well be last

Nigga thought I was done but I'm dropping again
50k plays but they thought I pretend, don't get ina game need to make a gofan
I'm out on the beach, I gotta lil it tan, packed with that heat but we cool as ac
12 keep on tripping they want us to flee, I can't get dirty, I got on white tee

She wanna surf, but I hopped on a ski, making plays on plays, I switch the fit
Designer shit for the days, I just stack my chips, I plead the fifth
Got ten racks in the safe, demons tryna get me, I can't let em
Know I walk by faith, all these niggas sweet and bitter, we gon' call them lemonade!

Written by:
Chasz H

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