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jay aston - dont panic lyrics

said i gotta do it these n-ggas tell lies and they cap in music if throw up the 2 then we gotta boom him if we spin through the c then we making movies and roll up that quill when we spinning i ain’t asking the lord for forgiveness for all the sins i committed dad hat too tact when we bending and these n-ggas can’t cross at atlantic hop out the v that’s gon make em panic and if he mention mg then we doing damage if i reverse that v watch that n-gga vanish and i’m 59 pt better understand it if he say he cblock then that 40 dancing if i ride through that lot i leave no one standing
tired of the politicking said my
name ona track is you really spinning i put on for my hat call me skottie brimmin i told boy not to lack now his ticking like gang glizzy take a n-gga out his glo ain’t no fear in my heart and that’s on bro headtap if he jacking hmo

too tact if he speak on bro he go primetime yeah i scream geronimo

trynna catch me a petey that’s a situation

big dope to the face like we straight jamaicans popout on the stains & i tell her baby shake it

i’m loving his chain so i gotta take it kbrim told me chill cause i gotta make it

he sitting at home what’s his occupation n-gga not trynna make him no bread

on point when i head to my destination but i gotta keep 1 in the head

ain’t ciggy black but i’m paper chasing i tell leek boy don’t aim for his leg

gotta let em know revolver do circles he mention bro i call benzo too tact he already know

jay aston borosides pt sg and i’m nothing more

hook : rule number 1 dont panic rule number 2 gotta keep tool tuck that can’t leave the cannon f-ck peace we give em damage flock 3 cut up atlantic jump in the foreign we out victim i catch a victim put em to sleep in the ground

perky got me ina mood i’m swerving i’m st-rdy get in my way you get murdered blood stepping we dripping for certain maybach close the curtains i’m sleepy & shawty keep begging to meet me you thinking she yours she thinking she mine put d-ck in her spine i’m leaving

move tact n-ggas p-ssy every second they looking like “ who that ? “we up that weapon put the pressure on em no chance to shoot back, hunnits stuffed in the pants the blue pack! you broke i don’t know who you fooling & we put that boy face ona t-shirt n-ggas mad we cooling boomed em

pick em up kids on her face make her l!ck it up think we done made n-ggas sick of us we pull-up & they run like they ina rush, said they spinning what ? never cindoe got it he bring it wherever make in litty nomatter the weather brody soon at he lack getem

sh-ll em, new pack step ina spot n-gga move back hollon don’t get your boo clapped brody itching to shoot like a new tat ion really gotta talk much n-ggas know w-ssup & what’s what now we gon have a little pour the jenny in the cup they f-cked up

don’t panic lil n-gga don’t make a sound we got choppas & knockers don’t f-ck around innocent witnesses getting clowned can’t tell what you cause you ina clouds 38 feening to peel a cap i be smoking on n-ggas my hittas clapped manny a demon when he attack so i f-ck with my n-ggas who really hat

i don’t f-ck with no choo i don’t f-ck with no woo i don’t f-ck with n0body i never knew ima pull-up on n-ggas like who is who if he upping that 2 then he get removed

keep talking on rich runts ima roll me a snizz blunt while i’m getting my d-ck sucked, n-ggas will run when i pull out this big gun won’t leave til i hit one like’ im ebk! these n-ggas is p-ssy don’t follow n0body i lead the way! he was ina way! rj got shot on his block & we sent him to interfaith! it was doa! dizzle got hit up on patchen ain’t make it to see today! screaming free the gang! you spoke on my n-ggas i pull-up on n-ggas & bring the pain

- jay aston lyrics

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