P Miller
Thouxanbanfauni Lyrics
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(LiqLiq play that fire)
I say my health just like my bitch, it's toxic and bad as shit (for real)
And my pimp game like my Glock, bi-polar and quick to switch (brrlt)
I turn my opps to stripper bitches, banana clip make 'em split (bop, bop, bop, bop)
SRT so fast, the cops don't even wanna' keep up with it bodied
I ain't even have no checking account, we hit your stash-house, took your bank
Percy Miller with that K, got no limits this a tank
Opps don't even clear, they don't think headshot, headshot, aim for the brain (brrlt)
Bitch, it's a dog eat dog world, big bank always take lil bank
I hurt his feelings by fucking his girl, nigga like me gon' fuck up your world ahh
All of my guap is straight out the mud and niggas like y'all always complain
You the type to go to the manager, ask for customer service, still get named (named)
My hoe yellow, my opps red, we gon' pullup leave 'em all dead
My fit black, cops is blue, we don't fuck with no uniformed dudes (fuck opps)
Steady stepping, stomping, marching, like we in the army too (TTB)
TTB don't do no recruiting, wanna be gang best get to shooting (let's bop, let's bop)
Shit got hot, drove to California, three times up on my opponent
One in the kidney and two in the chest, turn that boy to a organ donor (brrlt, brrlt)
He was my bro 'til he went rogue, spin the block on him 'cause now he a hoe
Ruger with a beam, that's a real light show
Cheech and Chong, these niggas get smoked (bop, bop, bop, bop)
Thirty-four double O that's my oath (yeah, nah for real)
Stock on the AK, woodgrain, oak (woodgrain, oak)
Headshot face, niggas get poked (niggas get poked)
You keep her body, I just want her throat (just want her throat)
You ain't jump in that water, you can't drive the boat (you can't drive the boat)
Juggin' and finessin' 'em all 'til they broke (all 'til they broke)
He thought he kept up but he not even close (he not even close)
I say my health just like my bitch, it's toxic and bad as shit (for real)
And my pimp game like my Glock, bi-polar and quick to switch (brrlt)
I turn my opps to stripper bitches, banana clip make 'em split (bop, bop, bop, bop)
SRT so fast, the cops don't even wanna' keep up with it bodied
Two-twenty on that dash, floor the pedal, make it crank (make it crank)
I ain't even have no checking account, we hit your stash-house, took your bank
Percy Miller with that K, got no limits this a tank (brrlt)
Opps don't even clear, they don't think headshot, headshot, aim for the brain (brrlt)
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Haha, yeah
Ayy
Nah for real, fuck these niggas
In Thouxanbanfauni's song "P Miller," the lyrics depict a hard-hitting and intense portrayal of the artist's lifestyle and mindset. He compares his health to his relationship, describing them as toxic and bad, indicating that both aspects of his life are filled with negativity and instability. He then correlates his pimp game to his Glock, implying that both can quickly change and become unpredictable. This suggests that he is adept at manipulating situations and people to his advantage while also hinting at potentially dangerous consequences.
The lyrics also highlight Thouxanbanfauni's disregard for his enemies, expressing his ability to turn them into vulnerable individuals, using a banana clip to make them "split," which could refer to both physical harm and emotional manipulation. He boasts about his fast car, the SRT, which is so impressive that even the police can't keep up with it. This suggests a sense of power and superiority over the law and his adversaries.
Thouxanbanfauni continues to emphasize his dominance and lack of limits, drawing a parallel between himself and Percy Miller, better known as Master P, a legendary figure in hip-hop known for his entrepreneurial success and unapologetic attitude. Thouxanbanfauni suggests that he shares those characteristics, portraying himself as someone with no restrictions and capable of achieving great things.
Furthermore, the lyrics convey a dog-eat-dog mentality, where the strong take from the weak. Thouxanbanfauni takes pride in causing pain and destruction, hurting others by becoming involved with their partners. He solidifies his independence and self-made status, boasting that all his money comes from his own hard work, while mockingly referring to those who complain about their situation.
The song also touches on violence and the consequences of crossing Thouxanbanfauni's path. He references shooting at his enemies and going to California to escape the heat, suggesting that he will do whatever it takes to protect himself and get rid of those who betray him. The lyrics culminate in a series of gun sound effects, symbolizing the firepower and dominance that Thouxanbanfauni possesses.
Overall, "P Miller" portrays Thouxanbanfauni as a ruthless and self-assured individual who is not afraid to exploit or harm others. The lyrics reveal his confidence, his willingness to cross boundaries, and his ability to take control of any situation.
Line by Line Meaning
Man, Pavé, go 'head (holdup Pavé, what is this?)
Hey, Pavé, go ahead and start the music (wait, Pavé, what is this?)
I say my health just like my bitch, it's toxic and bad as shit (for real)
I compare my well-being to my partner's, it's harmful and terrible (seriously)
And my pimp game like my Glock, bi-polar and quick to switch (brrlt)
My ability to manipulate others is erratic and prone to change (gunshot sound)
I turn my opps to stripper bitches, banana clip make 'em split (bop, bop, bop, bop)
I transform my enemies into vulnerable individuals, and a large ammunition magazine forces them to separate (gunshot sounds)
SRT so fast, the cops don't even wanna' keep up with it bodied
My SRT vehicle is incredibly speedy, the police don't want to engage in a pursuit and be defeated
Two-twenty on that dash, floor the pedal, make it crank (make it crank)
Driving at a speed of 220 mph, press the accelerator to its maximum, make it go fast and smooth
I ain't even have no checking account, we hit your stash-house, took your bank
I didn't even possess a bank account, but we raided your hidden location and stole your money
Percy Miller with that K, got no limits this a tank
Like Percy Miller with a Kalashnikov rifle, I have no boundaries, this is unstoppable
Opps don't even clear, they don't think headshot, headshot, aim for the brain (brrlt)
My opponents don't even understand the danger, they don't consider the possibility of being shot in the head, shoot to kill, shoot to kill (gunshot sound)
Bitch, it's a dog eat dog world, big bank always take lil bank
In this highly competitive world, the wealthy always exploit the less fortunate
I hurt his feelings by fucking his girl, nigga like me gon' fuck up your world ahh
I emotionally harmed him by engaging in sexual activities with his partner, a person like me will disrupt your entire life
All of my guap is straight out the mud and niggas like y'all always complain
All of my money comes from illegal means and individuals like you always whine and complain
You the type to go to the manager, ask for customer service, still get named (named)
You are the kind of person who seeks help from authority figures, asks for assistance, but still ends up being exposed (identified)
My hoe yellow, my opps red, we gon' pullup leave 'em all dead
My prostitute is flamboyant, my enemies are furious, we will arrive and leave them all lifeless
My fit black, cops is blue, we don't fuck with no uniformed dudes (fuck opps)
My outfit is dark, police officers wear blue uniforms, we don't associate with law enforcement (screw enemies)
Steady stepping, stomping, marching, like we in the army too (TTB)
We move forward consistently, aggressively, and forcefully, as if we are a part of the army as well (Thouxanbanfauni)
TTB don't do no recruiting, wanna be gang best get to shooting (let's bop, let's bop)
Thouxanbanfauni's crew doesn't accept new members, if you want to belong to the gang, you better start shooting (let's dance, let's dance)
Shit got hot, drove to California, three times up on my opponent
When the situation became intense, I traveled to California, relentlessly surpassing my rival three times
One in the kidney and two in the chest, turn that boy to a organ donor (brrlt, brrlt)
One shot in the kidney and two shots in the chest, transforming that individual into an organ donor (gunshot sounds)
He was my bro 'til he went rogue, spin the block on him 'cause now he a hoe
He used to be my close friend until he turned traitor, I circled around the neighborhood to confront him because now he is a coward
Ruger with a beam, that's a real light show
Using a Ruger firearm equipped with a laser sight, it creates a visually dazzling display
Cheech and Chong, these niggas get smoked (bop, bop, bop, bop)
Like Cheech and Chong, these individuals get consumed by smoke (gunshot sounds)
Thirty-four double O that's my oath (yeah, nah for real)
Loading a .340 caliber firearm is my sworn promise (yeah, no, seriously)
Stock on the AK, woodgrain, oak (woodgrain, oak)
Fixed the stock on my AK-47 rifle, it has a woodgrain texture, made of oak
Headshot face, niggas get poked (niggas get poked)
Targeting the head with shots, individuals get stabbed (individuals get stabbed)
You keep her body, I just want her throat (just want her throat)
You can have her physically, whereas I only desire her oral skills (I only want her mouth)
You ain't jump in that water, you can't drive the boat (you can't drive the boat)
If you didn't take part in risky behavior, you can't take control and lead (you can't be in charge)
Juggin' and finessin' 'em all 'til they broke (all 'til they broke)
Manipulating and deceiving everyone until they are financially ruined (until they have no money left)
He thought he kept up but he not even close (he not even close)
He believed he was keeping pace, but he is nowhere near (he is far behind)
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Haha, yeah
Laughs, yes
Ayy
Hey
Nah for real, fuck these niggas
No, seriously, disregard these individuals
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Taajwar Latimore
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