Pappadeaux Platter lyrics

[Intro]
Mr. Rogers

[Verse 1: Le$]
My b*tch sayin' that I'll never change
She prolly right, I'm f*ckin' hoes and still be ridin' swangs
Up late at night, be in them jungles where them gangsters hang
Draco with bananas for gorillas and orangutans
sh*t, I do all types of things, see, ya'll play all kind of games
See, I get high just to be happy, high to hide the pain
Had to kill some n*ggas metaphorically, just watch your aim
Livin' and I'm free so at this point I really can't complain
Flippin' to that McDon', thought the game over; ain't even halftime
Only reason that I'm still breezin', a n*gga had mine
Only reason that you ain't eatin' is 'cause you lack grind
Basic vision, better get Lasik; you can't be that blind
I'm flickin' ashes, hoppin' out the El Dorado
Ain't no love, my heart is colder than a winter in Chicago
You successful when you black, seem you still be duckin' hollows
Talk to God like every night but he ain't promised me tomorrow, nine
I toss and turn, I'm fightin' in my sleep
My mind be racin' on that mission 'til this sh*t complete
I rarely speak and couple n*ggas thought this sh*t was sweet
Just know I handled all my conflicts out here in these streets
Before I go f*ck up my zone I'd rather be alone
Them foreigns sittin' on them stocks, the Caddy on the chrome
Think once this verse is finished, sh*t, I might go cop a Brohn
Soon as you walk up in her crib, you smellin' my cologne
[Chorus: Le$]
Yeah, my b*tch keep sayin' that I'll never change, yeah
Yeah, my b*tch keep sayin' that I'll never change, yeah

[Interlude: Freddie Gibbs]
My b*tch keep tellin' me I'll never change, yeah
Pretty face and a lil' pus*y ain't gon'- gon' get my heart or no wedding rings
b*tch, yeah, yeah yeah, Kane

[Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs]
God blessed me with today but he ain't promised me tomorrow
Homie's a dope fiend with that drink, he made me drop at every bottle
Boy, I got a million hoes in my face, f*ck all the strippers and bottle models
b*tch, I know you ain't got no cake, you f*ck for likes and a couple follows
Yeah yeah, they call me rabbit 'cause how I bounce on a b*tch
Can't suck this di*k to pay yo rent, ho, I ain't housin' no b*tch
f*cked up and took this ho on trips, spent large amounts on this b*tch
I shoulda just "f*ck it: Whataburger, White Castle" the b*tch
But players f*ck up and then it's right back to gettin' it
A b*tch couldn't trap me with triplets ho, I'm livin' it
Chaz said these b*tches was wicked, they get they dividends
Ain't scared to go to court, smack a ho with a roll of Benjamins
It's Kane Train but when I'm with you I'ma treat you like my main thing
b*tch, use yo brain, told all my other hoes the same thing
I'm off to the races
You gets no paper, all I'm exchangin' is f*ck faces, ya b*tch
[Outro: Freddie Gibbs]
Keep tellin' me I'll never change, yeah
A lil' pus*y, pretty face, ain't gon' get my heart or no wedding rings, yeah yeah
Uh, b*tch called my mama and then my mama said "Yo
b*tch, why you trippin', he ain't gon' never change"
b*tch, I was born into this sh*t and I'm up until I die, put that on the gang, yeah yeah