Don't Panic
Ain't no telling, telling, telling
I'm way too real and fresh, call me organic
Baby just wait there, you don't have to panic
When I step up in the room they all vanish
I might cause damage, damage, damage, yeah, woah
You don't have to panic, panic, panic, yeah, yeah
Just took a flight straight to Paris
I hopped in the Urus because she was curious, yeah
She gave the crew head just to cure us
That bitch was bi-curious, she fast and she furious, yeah
Don't know nothing 'bout me, mysterious
Feeling like Beerus, that bitch was delirious (Woah)
Told her to pull out that plastic
Lay on the mattress, I'm tryna crack it, yeah
She wanna be a lil' actress, slimming it down so she started fasting
She getting way too attached
She calling me fascist cause of my actions (Ah)
Baby no I'm not a nationalists
You better fact check, I got fat check (Ah)
I don't know why you keep laughing?
Why you keep laughing? Why you keep laughing?
I been out lol-ing, I been out here and I'm selling coco melon
Why don't you just come over and spin my record?
Why don't you just pull up and then pull my record?
I might just go hit your girl and bend her backwards
I'ma have to just keep that one off the record
Yeah, off the record, yeah, off the record
Yeah, off the record, yeah, off the record
Yeah, off my checklist
Grab a bad bitch, tell her she can suck it
Head bobbing like an apple in a bucket
The windows tinted, told her fuck all that shit
The 808s hitting like Kanye West
Got a black and white girl, yeah, I call her the ref, yeah
Put my bonnet on, bitch tryna call me the chef
Cook it up
Ain't no telling, telling, telling
I'm way too real and fresh, call me organic
Baby just wait there, you don't have to panic
When I step up in the room they all vanish
I might cause damage, damage, damage, yeah, woah
You don't have to panic, panic, panic, yeah, yeah
Drop your location-cation
I pull up and I'm causing commotion, patience
I don't have none of that, so I'm never waiting
I'm a ticking time bomb call me radiation
Stay ten feet back away from me, vaccination
I'm too close to the money, I'm dedicated
Keep so much money on me, it's decoration
And I'll spend all of that while I'm on vacation, bitch
Turn the world over, I'm just tryna keep it floating
Hold my cup in the air cause it's overflowing
I'ma stick to the code like I was a soldier
And I'll stick to the ground like I was boulder
Got people in my life I might just fight over
Plus all my guns, they all fully loaded
I can just pull up, we'll get it rolling
I got a frr- hold on
Bro got a clip and he'll air that shit straight to your head
To your dome, to your bed, to your mu'fucking bathroom
And he'll let that bitch blow 'til it jam too
Call him handyman, he got some big tools
Treat me like a clown, I'll show you who the fool
Why be better? She look better than you hoes
Don't do socials, but we better couple goals
Ain't no competition, I got better flows
I'm just warming up, leave me on the stove
And I hate your ass, won't pick up the phone
Please don't interrupt me, bitch, I'm in my mode
And she like a bank, I'm tryna break the code
Put her lil' cute ass on a pedestal
Maybe she just wanna tuck and roll
Maybe she just want my bankroll
Guess I'll never know
Ain't no telling, telling, telling
I'm way too real and fresh, call me organic
Baby just wait there, you don't have to panic
When I step up in the room they all vanish
I might cause damage, damage, damage, yeah, woah
You don't have to panic, panic, panic, yeah, yeah
I'm way too real and fresh, call me organic
Baby just wait there, you don't have to panic
When I step up in the room they all vanish
I might cause damage, damage, damage, yeah, woah
You don't have to panic, panic, panic, yeah, yeah
Just took a flight straight to Paris
I hopped in the Urus because she was curious, yeah
She gave the crew head just to cure us
That bitch was bi-curious, she fast and she furious, yeah
Don't know nothing 'bout me, mysterious
Feeling like Beerus, that bitch was delirious (Woah)
Told her to pull out that plastic
Lay on the mattress, I'm tryna crack it, yeah
She wanna be a lil' actress, slimming it down so she started fasting
She getting way too attached
She calling me fascist cause of my actions (Ah)
Baby no I'm not a nationalists
You better fact check, I got fat check (Ah)
I don't know why you keep laughing?
Why you keep laughing? Why you keep laughing?
I been out lol-ing, I been out here and I'm selling coco melon
Why don't you just come over and spin my record?
Why don't you just pull up and then pull my record?
I might just go hit your girl and bend her backwards
I'ma have to just keep that one off the record
Yeah, off the record, yeah, off the record
Yeah, off the record, yeah, off the record
Yeah, off my checklist
Grab a bad bitch, tell her she can suck it
Head bobbing like an apple in a bucket
The windows tinted, told her fuck all that shit
The 808s hitting like Kanye West
Got a black and white girl, yeah, I call her the ref, yeah
Put my bonnet on, bitch tryna call me the chef
Cook it up
Ain't no telling, telling, telling
I'm way too real and fresh, call me organic
Baby just wait there, you don't have to panic
When I step up in the room they all vanish
I might cause damage, damage, damage, yeah, woah
You don't have to panic, panic, panic, yeah, yeah
Drop your location-cation
I pull up and I'm causing commotion, patience
I don't have none of that, so I'm never waiting
I'm a ticking time bomb call me radiation
Stay ten feet back away from me, vaccination
I'm too close to the money, I'm dedicated
Keep so much money on me, it's decoration
And I'll spend all of that while I'm on vacation, bitch
Turn the world over, I'm just tryna keep it floating
Hold my cup in the air cause it's overflowing
I'ma stick to the code like I was a soldier
And I'll stick to the ground like I was boulder
Got people in my life I might just fight over
Plus all my guns, they all fully loaded
I can just pull up, we'll get it rolling
I got a frr- hold on
Bro got a clip and he'll air that shit straight to your head
To your dome, to your bed, to your mu'fucking bathroom
And he'll let that bitch blow 'til it jam too
Call him handyman, he got some big tools
Treat me like a clown, I'll show you who the fool
Why be better? She look better than you hoes
Don't do socials, but we better couple goals
Ain't no competition, I got better flows
I'm just warming up, leave me on the stove
And I hate your ass, won't pick up the phone
Please don't interrupt me, bitch, I'm in my mode
And she like a bank, I'm tryna break the code
Put her lil' cute ass on a pedestal
Maybe she just wanna tuck and roll
Maybe she just want my bankroll
Guess I'll never know
Ain't no telling, telling, telling
I'm way too real and fresh, call me organic
Baby just wait there, you don't have to panic
When I step up in the room they all vanish
I might cause damage, damage, damage, yeah, woah
You don't have to panic, panic, panic, yeah, yeah
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Writer(s): Jalen Smith
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