Don’t Panic lyrics

by

Kenzo Balla


[Kenzo Balla]
Ayo Blick, where the opps?
Grab the knock, I'm on hots
5th to the Sev, n*gga every opp shot
Big DOA, come and f*ck wit' a Flock
We gon' spin, 'til they drop
Click on the opps, don't stop
Free TG and Huntaa, they stuck on the rock
If they in the 3, bullet's shakin' the spot
Off the wocky, let's spin through the 4's
Spot a Vato, I'm pickin' him off
Linkin' wit' the Jets, them n*ggas soft
Like they mans ain't just get left right by the store
Like, I got my chop and I'm ready for war
DOA, I'ma dump on 'em all
n*gga got hit, now his brains on the floor
All the opps in the spot, we gon' blitz through the door, like-
f*ck the Jets, f*ck the Gzz
Back out the TEC, let it squeeze
Off the perky, spinnin' through they P's
All the opps linkin' up, them n*ggas on they knees, like
Opps tellin', movin like the D's
His b*tch on my body, so I told her eat
If I spot a 8Oh, I'ma tweak
Stand over his body, flock him, watch him geek like-
Yo Pdot, what's the word?
Like we up, give a f*ck what they heard
Cane got hit, left his brains on the curb
Like how we beefin'? These n*ggas is gerbs
Masked up, tryna purge
Tag him up, now he hurt
These lil' n*ggas really got some nerve
How many n*ggas really in the dirt?
YGz up, so what?
Rah got clapped, jokes up
Lotti got poked, and it went through his guts
If it's up, then it's forever stuck
Run into me, you runnin' outta luck
Smokin' Nick, that's Runtz
Chop got a kick, don't run
Still on the 5th, gun tucked, like-
Why they talkin' on JB and talkin' on Mez?
Like they mans ain't catch two to the head
Ewokk hop out, send shots, they fled
We ain't stoppin' 'til everyone dead
I'm a demon wit' demons, all I see is red
These n*ggas really got so many deads
On the bike, I'ma flock off the pegs
And I'm shootin' at tops, I ain't aimin' for legs
[Cito Blick]
In the function, got my knocker
Any sudden wrong move, I'ma up it
5's on top, and it's not a discussion
Slidin' wit' Pdot, Rilla get to dumpin'
5th to the Sev, we causin' all the damage
Postin' them pictures but you never blammin'
Said its 8th to the what?
Drilly to what?
Both them n*ggas always panic
Ayo Kenzo, what the f*ck is the vibes?
Have to watch them n*ggas, they be plannin'
Free cuzzy, free Keemy
Never trust b*tches, looks can be deceiving
Slidin' on n*ggas, do it in the evenin'
Up it and flock it, Rayy B get to creepin'
Big DOA, we ballin' every season
I'm clickin' on n*ggas if I see 'em reachin'
All the oppers ballin' wit' no jersey
Keep me a knocker, n*gga never worried
You talkin' on Mezzy, that sh*t get you buried
Free Huntaa, coppas did him dirty
Why these n*ggas be runnin' they mouth?
Always runnin' to IG lookin' for some clout
They swear they some demons runnin' 'round the town
Like what? These n*ggas some clowns
[Pdot Sav]
I can't lack gotta walk with the knocks
n*ggas never outside when we spinnin' they block
I can't trust in that b*tch, she a thot
You keep spittin', like b*tch is you eatin' or not?
'Cause if not, then you gotta go home
Shots leave him woozy, like he sippin' trone
f*ck a friend, I'm bettin' on my own
.40 gon' hit him, break a n*gga bones
I'm wit' Kenzo B and I'ma blick 'em
Beams on the chops, we makin' sure we hit him
Get up close, I'm tryna catch a victim
First one I spot, I bet you I get wit' him
They just rappin', they not really spinnin'
5th to the Sev, we rappin' what we livin'
If he disrespect then I'ma clip him
Lucci be bussin', got me up there wit' him
That's a fact, I be high
Still throwin shots if he jack E4Rah
n*ggas pus*y, they ain't ever slide
Stop all the dissin', tellin' all them lies
Free Huntaa, free Wes, free Keemy n*ggas know the rest
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