Fancy Pants! Songtext
Ayy, my—
[?]
My bitch named [?], but I don't know [?]
I ride with the pipe, I can't go back to town
You savin' that ho, is you Clark or you Ken?
Pull up to the hood, park my car in [?]
No this ain't the car, it's the city I'm in
[?] black and white, is you fancy pants?
No, not Piccolo, I got the candy, man
[?]
My bitch named [?], but I don't know [?]
I ride with the pipe, I can't go back to town
You savin' that ho, is you Clark or you Ken?
Pull up to the hood, park my car in [?]
No this ain't the car, it's the city I'm in
[?] black and white, is you fancy pants?
No, not Piccolo, I got the candy, man
Smokin' dope at the Grand Canyon
You not from here, where your lanyard at?
I was down bad, I was standard, damn
Now my jersey in the rafters, yeah
Who do you think you are?
I count all my problems and light my cigar
This shit ain't a movie, no Steven Seagal
I rock with the Glock and I really don't need a guitar
Ayy, my bad—
You not from here, where your lanyard at?
I was down bad, I was standard, damn
Now my jersey in the rafters, yeah
Who do you think you are?
I count all my problems and light my cigar
This shit ain't a movie, no Steven Seagal
I rock with the Glock and I really don't need a guitar
Ayy, my bad—
