Don't Panic

Catch them bitches fiendin', all I can do is laugh
Looking out into the scenery I really love my land
When I'm entering the building, all these figures looking gassed
Damn they must be able to feel it
Cause half 'em looking mad
Yea you know it's rad
He looking for the bad bitch
Let her fuckin show herself
Her booty shaking mad quick
I'm feeling quite fantastic
My money stretch elastic
A sip of the drank and then I'm out making mad hits
Yeah go on kop n' grab it
See ima make ya snag it
Put the bodies in the bags man
Naw that's just tapes fam
New releases leaked damn
I'm l n m o p
And different parts me telling me to
Have mercy on em
I'm killing it
See ima bother
Stupid nuisance causing drama
Rad is here for positive vibes
If you choose to overcome em
Out my circle ur becoming
Bye you bitches yall is stunting
I'm just bout making my money having fun smoking a doobie
Yah
Have mercy won't have that
Curse they name that's rad and that
Boy is tatted
I run with a crew infamous go'on tag that
It's mad raps all day
Music is our gateway
Vent through our airways
Making money all day
Gotta do what cha gotta do
The motto is by all means
Ima tell it once but I won't say it again
To have mercy on em bitches hope you ready for this
Ready for this



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Writer(s): Brad Oliver
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