Suited Panamera - YoungBoy Never Broke Again, Quando Rondo

It’s Vade on the keys

Ride around, 'round, ooh-woah

Oh, slime

Every jawn, nigga, oh

Shit, I just woke up about two hours ago

Let’s go

Suited Panamera when I roll

Should I rock and roll, the life I chose

Don’t know nothin' but go hard behind my bros, yeah

No longer push pain out, I’m gon' go harder with it in

Singin' that, fuck that love shit, bitch, been long gone, baby

I got trust issues, plus these drugs won’t let me hold on, baby

I be wantin' to leave it all, but did too much to fuckin' make it

The ones I love, I cut 'em off, 'cause it’s too much and I can’t take it

I don’t do no talkin' on it, either side

Them Xans what got this look stuck up in my eyes

It numb my pain, never left, it only rise

At the end, not only that your soul left, your name dies

Hate what you believe, you do that shit 'cause I won’t leave

I spend the money to make emotions ease, bitch, now let me breathe

Known to draw down, we never freeze

Searchin' for love, it sure is deceiving

I still have no one on side of me

But when you see me, I be flexed up, nigga

Suited Panamera when I roll

Should I rock and roll, the life I chose

Don’t know nothin' but go hard behind my bros, yeah

No longer push pain out, I’m gon' go harder with it in

My bros, yeah

I swear lil' Leaky, I miss you, nigga, yeah

Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh, yeah, yeah

Shootouts with the other side, it got confidential

Many wouldn’t even have me 'round if I wasn’t beneficial

I’ma always take my brother’s side while hangin' out that window

50K, I spend it on some VV’s, you can ask the dental

It’s okay, I watched lil' Leaky serve up out them rentals

Suburbans on the highway, no, we don’t do the Sprinters

And I stay street life grindin' 'cause I ain’t really have a pot to piss in

A little street life shawty chasin' blue cheese 'cause he Crippin'

I feel like G life forever and always, yeah, I’m Crippin'

I’m in a street life, that’s what all of my niggas been Crippin'

I’m all in love and lust, I showed you, I guess I got interference

She paint a picture perfect, two double cups help me get the image

Suited Panamera when I roll

Should I rock and roll, the life I chose

Don’t know nothin' but go hard behind my bros, yeah

No longer push pain out, I’m gon' go harder with it in