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did that - pacman da gunman & icewear vezzo lyrics

[intro]
(sp*centime)

[chorus: pacman da gunman]
chain heavy, gun heavy, but the benz fast
n*ggas braggin’ off some sh*t, but we done did that
when you makin’ all this money, hard to kick back
threw away the glock, now tell me where the sig at
chain heavy, gun heavy, but the benz fast
n*ggas braggin’ off some sh*t, but we done did that
when you makin’ all this money, hard to kick back
threw away the glock, now tell me where the sig at

[verse 1: pacman da gunman]
two bricks on my neck, tryna walk straight
n*ggas barely catchin’ up, f*ck it, though, they all late
cuban links presidential, talkin’ all summer
bought a building in the business, payin’ all the runners
cold ace, gettin’ drunk in my new sp*ce
bought a chopper and a maid, n*gga, for the new place
flip b*tch just sent a text askin’ where i been
probably on the road countin’ money in the benz
yeah, she double back with a text, said she love me
if i tell her back, on the hood, she probably lucky
not a fool, only really want me for the money
i can tell she a ho by the way she suck me
when you focus on yourself, it’ll make you rich
when you wanna show it off, you put it on your wrist
when they playin’ both sides, shoot ’em off the fence
f*ck how they feel, at the end, it’ll make sense
[chorus: pacman da gunman]
chain heavy, gun heavy, but the benz fast
n*ggas braggin’ off some sh*t, but we done did that
when you makin’ all this money, hard to kick back
threw away the glock, now tell me where the sig at
chain heavy, gun heavy, but the benz fast
n*ggas braggin’ off some sh*t, but we done did that
when you makin’ all this money, hard to kick back
threw away the glock, now tell me where the sig at

[verse 2: icewear vezzo]
huh, i’m with pacman (n*gga)
rich n*gga, tell your ho give me lap dance (come here, ho)
you be cappin’ in your raps, you got rap friends (lame n*gga)
you ain’t never touch a— we can’t slap hands (uh)
yeah, pull that mac out (b*tch)
shoot a goofy in his head, i don’t slapbox (baow)
you the type to see the hoes, try to act out (lame)
yeah, i’ll pop a bean, be done blacked out (ugh)
call cuz, if it’s up, bring the k over (h*llo?)
i just went to vlive, threw a range rover (all hundreds)
i got all my n*ggas eatin’, bring a plate over (yeah)
up the drac, spray a n*gga ride, he gotta paint it over (d*mn)
i went right up out the feds, got my bag right (got it)
bust cuban got my neck like a flashlight (bust it)
chopper standin’ by my leg, i can’t stand right (uh*uh)
if this was the source days, i’d get five mics, ugh
[chorus: pacman da gunman]
chain heavy, gun heavy, but the benz fast
n*ggas braggin’ off some sh*t, but we done did that
when you makin’ all this money, hard to kick back
threw away the glock, now tell me where the sig at
chain heavy, gun heavy, but the benz fast
n*ggas braggin’ off some sh*t, but we done did that
when you makin’ all this money, hard to kick back
threw away the glock, now tell me where the sig at

[verse 3: pacman da gunman]
i can teach you how to do it, just remain humble
put some money to the side just in case you fumble
kick them n*ggas out your business, they just wanna hurt you
learn everything you know tryna ride or work you
ask me how i know, n*gga been a victim to it
watch the ones that fall in love, them n*ggas get addicted to it
they ain’t loyal, wanna learn, you can follow me
put ’em on, steal the throne, they’ll probably
n*ggas probably been jealous from the start, n*gga
that’s why i brung my gun every time a n*gga park, n*gga
over years, i done learned n*ggas judas now
i ain’t finna play they games, i’ma shoot ’em down
got a driver with a gun, f*ck an uber now
penthouse in the valley, in the hill a half a mile
i’m the way and the wave, ain’t no stoppin’ this
n*ggas tried to play me, call a meeting, it’s time to politic
[chorus: pacman da gunman]
chain heavy, gun heavy, but the benz fast
n*ggas braggin’ off some sh*t, but we done did that
when you makin’ all this money, hard to kick back
threw away the glock, now tell me where the sig at
chain heavy, gun heavy, but the benz fast
n*ggas braggin’ off some sh*t, but we done did that
when you makin’ all this money, hard to kick back
threw away the glock, now tell me where the sig at

- pacman da gunman icewear vezzo lyrics

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