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Panic (feat. L4 Ry, Dtay, Reginald Polk)
by L4Leir
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What you smoking ain't gone last long
Bro in the back
Slumped because this gas strong
I be having zaps I be passing because this gas strong
Riding solo because this bitches ain't gone last long
They say it's easy to get the bag gone
Told that bitch I'm off a perc sooner imma last long
The bag just touched and look now the bag gone
I keep coughing off this wood this that fucking strong
I just fucked a nigga bitch she couldn't last long
Kicked her outside the whip I don't know what she on
Bitch started talking crazy took her ass home
I'm ridin with my 4s if them niggas right or wrong
Told my niggas we gotta do this shit
I just caught a play on a opp I heard he be holding bricks
4s and FKs we takin shit
I just bought a new gun wit a 30 with some hollow tips
Still putting in work still hitting licks
Man this money shit ain't new we been doing this
Counting up these racks fucking on yo bitch
Man we really hit that road really took that risk
Trap jumpin all night hit back door
Why postin guns knowin you dont got those
Switch lanes I'm not tryna hit no pot holes
Nigga's always in they feelings bout these popped hoes
I'll never give no love to a thot
Chasing after money I just caught another pop
My nigga Ducey said that he got another drop
If he got a drop then I know that it's a opp
We gone slide on they block
Grab the 30 or the glock
Grab the 30 just in case the glock ran outta shots
Nigga better sh before yo ass get popped
Don't test me lil nigga bet yo ass would gone get got
Coming in the game nigga bout to be on top
Running to the money if it's a race we don't stop
You see this wet sign you gone get hit with the mop
Holding 4s up while this bitch giving me top
I'm so Mil I'm back on the books with it
Chef curry with rock yeah I cook different
Got a glitch in the flow I bring the dead back
Of the head with the flow feeling like a fited cap
Stop eating pork now they ask if I'm Muslim
The truth hit different out the mouth of your cousin
Words sound foreign cause the truth aint public
What I look like voting these ain't eyes of a sucker
No disrespect I don't clam Allah
Ain't get my power from a white boy lala
This the next level I don't need to brag
You can see me coming even if you never jag
Put my faith in the highest the name Yahru
The baddies wanna kick like I know konfu
I then leveled upped and bought my wife in the truth
Yelling victory lap the marathon Nipsey blue
Born in the Mil but my legacy is different
Might just move to the islands get my daughter out tradition
Cant no man lead me I know more than I supposed to
Now I sound cocky cause I'm eating off of protols
Get the picture Imma get the figures
What you smoking ain't gone last long
Bro in the back
Slumped because this gas strong
I be having zaps I be passing because this gas strong
Riding solo because this bitches ain't gone last long
They say it's easy to get the bag gone
Told that bitch I'm off a perc sooner imma last long
The bag just touched and look now the bag gone
I keep coughing off this wood this that fucking strong
I just fucked a nigga bitch she couldn't last long
Kicked her outside the whip I don't know what she on
Bitch started talking crazy took her ass home
I'm ridin with my 4s if them niggas right or wrong
Told my niggas we gotta do this shit
I just caught a play on a opp I heard he be holding bricks
4s and FKs we takin shit
I just bought a new gun wit a 30 with some hollow tips
Still putting in work still hitting licks
Man this money shit ain't new we been doing this
Counting up these racks fucking on yo bitch
Man we really hit that road really took that risk
Trap jumpin all night hit back door
Why postin guns knowin you dont got those
Switch lanes I'm not tryna hit no pot holes
Nigga's always in they feelings bout these popped hoes
I'll never give no love to a thot
Chasing after money I just caught another pop
My nigga Ducey said that he got another drop
If he got a drop then I know that it's a opp
We gone slide on they block
Grab the 30 or the glock
Grab the 30 just in case the glock ran outta shots
Nigga better sh before yo ass get popped
Don't test me lil nigga bet yo ass would gone get got
Coming in the game nigga bout to be on top
Running to the money if it's a race we don't stop
You see this wet sign you gone get hit with the mop
Holding 4s up while this bitch giving me top
I'm so Mil I'm back on the books with it
Chef curry with rock yeah I cook different
Got a glitch in the flow I bring the dead back
Of the head with the flow feeling like a fited cap
Stop eating pork now they ask if I'm Muslim
The truth hit different out the mouth of your cousin
Words sound foreign cause the truth aint public
What I look like voting these ain't eyes of a sucker
No disrespect I don't clam Allah
Ain't get my power from a white boy lala
This the next level I don't need to brag
You can see me coming even if you never jag
Put my faith in the highest the name Yahru
The baddies wanna kick like I know konfu
I then leveled upped and bought my wife in the truth
Yelling victory lap the marathon Nipsey blue
Born in the Mil but my legacy is different
Might just move to the islands get my daughter out tradition
Cant no man lead me I know more than I supposed to
Now I sound cocky cause I'm eating off of protols
Get the picture Imma get the figures