YTK - Pangaea

Whip up that brick like It's stupid as shit
Pop was a gymnast, knew how to flip
I was menace, came from the grit
Don't sweat a bitch, not how I'm knit

Woah

Dri-Fit Nike finna run the whole globe nigga
Put you In a dome finna shake til' It snow
Say you on go but I say It ain't so
Bro we already know that you ain't rey' blow

Yeah bust that bitch
Imma let It bang I percuss that shit
Nigga you don't got weight you just sittin' on a zip
But my bird gon' sang like I flicked on the clit

Uh, yea

Spoonfed County
Proctor don't gamble he booming my Bounty
But records be clean like I soaked 'em In Downy
I be playing It smart like the niggas around me

That's facts, ay
Say you around but you flat, ay
If I pull up Issa slatt

(Aayyyyy)

Too many scales on my back
To be worried 'bout snakes cause they ain't where I'm at

We running up digits we running up money
That choppa start laughing when niggas act funny
They built me Berea like

"Fuck It Is dummy"
I beat up my Yeezys, they still tryna trump me

If life game I been playing wit' cheats
Air Max, toe box wit' the crease
If I'm eating well then my family gon' feast
Niggas been living well but i'm still over east

BEREA
WAS PANGEA
WAY MY NIGGAS
STUCK
TOGETHER

SPOONFED
NAPPY HEAD
WISH U HAD
AN AUNT LOURETTA

Written by:
Kolby Kennedy

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