Panban - JVKC, Lil E, KING PRINCE

On the Liggins, Lucas with the foreskin

4 and 0 in ping pong so you know I’m on that Liggins

I’m the hot ish, Evan pulled a thot bitch

He gave her the address so she rode him like a rocket

Drinking the Brisk, hit her with my fist

They ain’t believe me so I put it on that Liggins

Respect my crypn, they say he is tripping

He say he off the lean but I say he off the Liggins

Lucas smelly, kinda smell like jelly

Aronell look like Nelly, wish I looked like Devin Liggins

I be playing Madden you can’t that say that I be strappin'

I ain’t never ever trappin' cause I ain’t about that life

I just need a wife, Heavana got me feelin' right

Sneaking out on the daily just to see that girl in tights

Aronell scary got the frights, really need to exercise

Me and him, day and night, but I stay on that Liggins

Hoppin' in the booth you know you cannot match this

When she throw it back you know I’m gonna clap it

22 bitches on me like I’m Andrew Wiggins

Pull up with the mac spraying I put that on Liggins

Hoppin' in the booth you know you cannot match this

When she throw it back you know I’m gonna clap it

22 bitches on me like I’m Andrew Wiggins

Pull up with the mac spraying I put that on Liggins

360 dunk on a bitch call me Lavine

I just met your girl and she said that she loved me

Tryna diss me you know that ain’t wise B

Not Dej Loaf so don’t even try me

Man I roll around with the same clique keep it small

Wanna get the smoke you can swallow my dick and balls

I look over y’all I’m 6'2 too tall

On the weekend I feel like the king of fall

Party life with your girl in the VIP

Scoring all these hoes give me the MVP

Getting all these buckets just call me Kobe

You know what we rep fucking JVKC

Snap a bitch once tomorrow we chillin'

New whip came with no ceiling

Head to Lee’s with Chevon get some fucking chicken

And you know we put that shit on Liggins

Hoppin' in the booth you know you cannot match this

When she throw it back you know I’m gonna clap it

22 bitches on me like I’m Andrew Wiggins

Pull up with the mac spraying I put that on Liggins

I’m a big tall tree how I keep a stick

Tiptoes bitch you still 5'6

They call me Andrew Luck I’m throwin' good dick

Lousy ass pass Andrew Bauer with the pick

Pull up on King Prince and you get the fucking smoke

Qwerty on the keyboard think I’m fiending with the fucking coke

Rodger Federer how I swing that’s on the dead locs

Warm and wet bitch just how I like my nachos

Free Tekashi and free my PANBAN Shmurda too

Everyday a holiday just like my name is Jrue

I’m the dad bod on the stage with the Nike crew

Trippin' off the nail polish in the fucking booth

Dangerous like Ray Rice in an elevator

No one throw a hook better except Deontay Wilder

Triple fucking melee I’m a street fighter

I’m Ohio’s Lil Wayne pass me the fucking lighter

I go to school teachers learning shit from me

I won’t remember them but they’ll remember me

Bluefaces one hundred like a fucking centipede

Fuck Juuling, fucking ghost, I’m smoking cat pee bitch

Doors open, come inside, wrap me up baby

They don’t understand me they think I’m fucking crazy

Put me in the JDC I never like behaving

Dasani water, strawberries girl I’m fucking craving

Hoppin' in the booth you know you cannot match this

When she throw it back you know I’m gonna clap it

22 bitches on me like I’m Andrew Wiggins

Pull up with the mac spraying I put that on Liggins

You should know this, I don’t have 50 people to roll with

I ain’t with my boys for a day, I’m feeling homesick

Used to be that nerdy kid that wasn’t getting no chicks

Now I’m shining and my future brighter than a glowstick

I’m so slick, you taking pics you better post it

At the studio or venues where I’m posted

She gon' raise a glass I don’t drink but we can toast it

Said I’m disappearing after night she getting ghost

Yeah, cause tonight I’m feeling big time

Lookin' for the clout you ain’t ever bout to get mine

She got my number when I hit her with the slick lines

Evertime I call her though I dial star 69!

Hoppin' in the booth you know you cannot match this

When she throw it back you know I’m gonna clap it

22 bitches on me like I’m Andrew Wiggins

Pull up with the mac spraying I put that on Liggins

Hoppin' in the booth you know you cannot match this

When she throw it back you know I’m gonna clap it

22 bitches on me like I’m Andrew Wiggins

Pull up with the mac spraying I put that on Liggins