Young Nudy - Pancake Lyrics

(COUPE)
Work
Birk', Birky
Perky
Okay

Splat, pull up in a 'Cat (yoom)
Whole neighborhood see that I got racks (that I got racks)
Never told on a nigga, not a rat (not a rat)
Do some foul shit my nigga, boy, you wack (boy, you wack)
All that clown shit (pfft)
Gun you down quick (gun you down quick)
Laughin' with the stick (I'm laughin')
Blast a lot of shit (I did)
And when I blast, I don't miss (nuh-uh)
Young rich shooter shit (young shooter)
Glock, no Ruger, bitch (no Rugers)

Baby want a Birky, slime just want a Perky (Perky)
I'm in the trap, I'm just workin' (I'm just workin')
Bad ass lil' bitch, she stay flirtin' (uh-huh)
I can tell she just wanna suck me (yeah)
I'm just f*ckin', ain't no lovin'
I'm lovin' all this f*ckin' money (f*ckin' money)
Baby, I can't never cuff you
We can kick it, I won't trust you (I won't trust you, cap bitch)
You ain't f*ckin', get up out the spot, babygirl, I'ma rush you (damn)
And this choppa right here by my side, I got this bitch from Russia (choppa from Russia)
And we sippin' real lean in this spot, it ain't no Robitussin ('Tussin, yeah)
And I know you like a rich nigga, that's why you wanna f*ck me (wanna f*ck me)

Splat, pull up in a 'Cat (yoom)
Whole neighborhood see that I got racks (that I got racks)
Never told on a nigga, not a rat (not a rat)
Do some foul shit my nigga, boy, you wack (boy, you wack)
All that clown shit (pfft)
Gun you down quick (gun you down quick)
Laughin' with the stick (I'm laughin')
Blast a lot of shit (I did)
And when I blast, I don't miss (nuh-uh)
Young rich shooter shit (young shooter)
Glock, no Ruger, bitch (no Rugers)

Countin' a hundred right here in her face (yeah)
She never seen this much before, 'til the bitch came and hanged with the gang
No stylist, a nigga done changed
You gettin' no money, she tell you you lame
You thinkin' you got it, that bitch really trained
She like all the ice and the Instagram fame (ice, yeah)
You know how I got it, you know I'm not lame
You know I be ballin', this shit is a game (game)
You know that she did it, 'cause she love my name
Hundreds and fifties, you know that's my main
Stack 'bout a hundred, I gotta maintain
So many blue hunnids got to my name
I walk in the club, I'm makin' it rain (I'm makin' it rain)
Throw a lil' dub, this shit not a thing (this shit not a thing)
That's some lil' shit I'd put on your brain (pussy)
Sit around and, nigga, think about that (think about that)
Brainstormin' 'bout some money, nigga, I don't want to bust some racks (want to bust some racks)
Keepin' it real with myself, I'm tellin' myself, "That was facts" (facts, nigga)
That nigga had played, he whacked (facts, facts)

Splat, pull up in a 'Cat (yoom)
Whole neighborhood see that I got racks (that I got racks)
Never told on a nigga, not a rat (not a rat)
Do some foul shit my nigga, boy, you wack (boy, you wack)
All that clown shit (pfft)
Gun you down quick (gun you down quick)
Laughin' with the stick (I'm laughin')
Blast a lot of shit (I did)
And when I blast, I don't miss (nuh-uh)
Young rich shooter shit (young shooter)
Glock, no Ruger, bitch (no Rugers)

Do some shit, can't come back from that shit, you know I'm with (I'm with it)
Money, go and get (I get it)
Rob him for his brick (his brick)
Got your dog with you, know that is, it's a split (split)
But he actin' bitch (bitchy)
He didn't go in in the spot with you
so you kept the shit, f*ck 'em (I kept the shit, nigga)

F*ck 'em, nigga
That's what I do every time (pussy nigga)
(F*ck you)