Don't Panic
Sheff G, Sleepy Hallow
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(Great John on the beat, by the way) Hold on, huh I make this shit look Hold on, hold on, look, huh I make this shit look good, uh Flexin' on 'em 'cause I could Run up on me, wish you would, look Turn the bad into good And I'm still up in the hood, huh Ask about me, boy, I'm good, look Homie just threw me a pack, look, no, he ain't gettin' it back Niggas ain't real, man, I know they cap Said it twice 'cause I know that's facts Hold on, course he's a bitch, want beef, he season shit Frost all of that demon shit, free Fresh, he leavin' shit, wait She wanna f*ck today, but I'm gettin' bucks today Chopper on me, you get brushed today Guess you outta luck today, wait Better not up them rates Hold on, huh, better not up them rates Better not up them rates Look, you will get touched, no base, huh, look Stay with a brush, no toothpaste You would get baked, no soufflé, look, look Really send shots, no 2K, you will get hit, no touché, yeah Lay down on the back, if you put up a front, shit get lit, call it dynamite, huh Know that we run the city like Dunkin' But you know a donut could die tonight, huh, look We don't call bluffs like poker Move funny, that shit'll get crazy Pop me a Perc', I was feelin' too lazy, ayy Know I be saucin', gravy, huh I be like, "F*ck you, pay me" Know I got drip, my shit too wavy Cop packs like crack in the '80s You will get stretched like doubts, don't play me Straps up like we don't want babies, ayy And we give no fucks today, huh Send this bitch up today Run up on me, test your luck today Yellow tape, they gon' investigate, ayy I make this shit look good, uh Flexin' on 'em 'cause I could Run up on me, wish you would, look Turn the bad into good And I'm still up in the hood, huh Ask about me, boy, I'm good, huh Too good, we make this shit look too easy Ride around town, just me, Sleepy You'll get wet up, no squeegee Ayy, uh, move sneaky Bad bitch with me, shit too beefy K to the L, we too greasy I just came back from a money meetin' Ayy, huh, gang tweakin' He tried to run up, now he bleedin' F*ck up a check like I don't need it Now we eat good, no cold pizza Ayy, ayy, now we eat good, that's all seasons Ayy, wait, she wanna take pics like Mon' Lisa, ayy
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