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sneakbo - don't panic lyrics

[intro: french montana]
don’t panic
n-gga, don’t panic
don’t panic
n-gga, don’t panic

[verse 1: sneakbo]
in the club, smoking marijuana
i just wanna party, f-ck the drama
boy, you know i came here with the hammer
try me and catch 6 from the ladder
ciroc bottle f-cking up my bladder
i’m with [?] come and holla
and i ain’t talking b-tches from the manor
i’mma get girl twisted, something like a spanner
i see a couple b-tches over there
tell the bodyguard “bring em over here”
throwing money for your p-ssy in the air
you gon’ have my whole squad like bo, she the best
my pretty brown ting with a round ting
your -rs- looking like it need a pounding
i’ll book a room at [?] west, how that sounding?
i’m just tryna get her wetter than a fountain
big d-ck, bigger than a mountain
girl, you could come see it if you’re doubting
or ask all the girls in the south, b-tch
if my d-ck’s mix up, it got em fighting
can’t stick around, i be skating
real n-gga getting paid quick
dodging bullets like the matrix
come back [?] i’m on that bait sh-t
[?] b-tch posing on the pavement
indirects when i see em, they don’t say sh-t
they don’t say sh-t
boy, i flex on a n-gga if he’s hating

[hook: french montana]
don’t panic
we’re just getting started n-gga, don’t panic
real n-ggas getting cake
watch them fake n-ggas hate
don’t panic, don’t panic
we’re just getting started n-gga, don’t panic
but don’t panic, don’t panic
we’re just getting started n-gga, don’t panic

[verse 2: m darg]
darg’s back, who let the darg out?
we don’t swing [?] guys this ain’t arms house
give a b-tch d-ck and send her to young darg’s house
better be bo tryna run in darg’s house
big machine go dudududu
some lame guys [?] i wish i coulda shoulda
most thing i do, i go and make wood up
female [?]
jetski, jetski
full speed to the max, no pepsi
four ps to the sack, nothing less, g
40 in the mac, l!ck out your chestpiece
drop with it, roll with it
in the party with your soaker and got soaked with it
got poked by your friend, i think he [?] it

[verse 3: grizzy]
look at us, look at them
you ain’t banging guns, well get some ordered them
thinking ’bout the days we used to bully them
but now i f-ck the gyal and get the p-ssy wet
now they wanna beef, i tell em move
you ain’t slapping guns or done a move
always sleep with thingies in my room, man
i let the something ride if there’s any funny moves
still up in the bando, come and look
you ain’t really bad, you’re just a crook
my youngers with the fl!ckies wanna jook
heard them n-ggas wanna try, i just wish a n-gga would
busy getting money, i can’t look at you
them n-ggas think they’re fly because their hoodie new
all my 150 so savage
don’t panic

[verse 4: s-wavey]
trap trap n-gga, don’t get no sleep
please stop now, you ain’t slapped no heat
if i say we got dum dums
i’m talking ’bout bando, come and bang this heat
these n-ggas think it’s all a f-cking joke
catch these n-ggas slipping, they gon’ catch a smoke
and if my n-ggas don’t hold them
[?]’ll come on through, come and soak him
catch me with darg and hasty
44 long, no safety
badboy pr-ck best blaze me
s-wave, head blazed, shoot face, g

[hook]

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