Panic - sheff g

Whew

M8V3N, M8V3N gang

Shoota, shoota, that’s shoota gang

That’s my gang, gltt bah

Gang, gang

It’s just me and my weapon (gang, gang)

Big chops gon' fold em' up, frost roll em' up, no question

4 deep in the Tahoe

4,5 chapo

Trey gang spins through blockos

They don’t like it

I know they don’t like it

I do it for my niggas and I do it for my hitters (gang, gang, gang)

Couple niggas that’s with me, they with it, they my killers

Young nigga from the back blocks

Big crips don’t strips, get cash out tracks spots

Money coming

Money coming feel like I hit the jackpot

I was home alone, Macaulay Culkin

Grabbed the .40 started dumping

Got to finesse

Play my music, they be bumping

I turn nothing into something

Settle for less?

No, I can not

I just be trapping and moving a lot

Don’t fuck with niggas who talk to the cops

Slide on my guy and we off on ya top

Can’t trust these bitches they setting the drop

They junking & lagging like wifi

K and the 4 know that’s my guys

Pull up we change the scenario

Get the drop if you want, bullets tearing 'em

I just remove all the pounds and material

I mask up get to bugging, fuck a discussion

Search up the block and take care of 'em

Know my hitters go stupid

No pick and choosing

Bitches in Bagen get with 'em

Double G got the Ruger

Run up and bruise 'em

BOOM BOOM

I was broke

I got my cheddar up

Bitches get shot to call Kima to wet her up

Glock with a stick ain’t no letting up

Hollows go straight through Mcqueen’s and they bend 'em up

Spinning they block in a Tesla

See that we lit now she wanna get next to us

Where I’m from we keep the weapon tucked

Keep ya mouth close or we killing the messenger

M8V3N gang let them Ruger’s hang

If you talking tough we leave 'em stuck

I just chase me a check ain’t no checking me

I’m on the corner you watch like a ref

Niggas they plot on me

No, ain’t no stopping me

Play with that money, Monopoly

Kick the work I get to cashin'

Puma fit for the fashion

Sheff 'gon tack him

Pop his ass like a Xan

Double G got the pam plus I got the bands

Niggas flexing for the Gram

Desert Eagle won’t jam, hit him and his mans

Running ricky, yeah he ran

Gang hot need a fan, shooting out the van, skrtt

Shawty I just want the top

I don’t even wanna fuck, just pass her to my mans, thotty

Hit him up, watch him drop

Speeding running from the cops, never gon' stop (gang, gang)

Hit him up he yelling «Stop!»

Double G 83, call me 2 Glocks

And he fucking with the opp’s

Niggas think this shit is cool until you get shot

Stupid I’m the wrong one

Flexing thinking shit is sweet until you get got

Hit him up

Nigga duck

Free my gang winna till they send us up

Free Money, free Fresh

Free my guys, all my guys, never gon' stretch

Please don’t panic, shots start blamin'

Don’t know shit?

Start dashing

Anything started I’m finishing

Niggas be shooters but never be hitting shit

Said they caught me lacking but ain’t nothing happened, had them niggas running

like Rick!

Ain’t nobody got me

Niggas tryna get me so I gotta stay with my grip

All that talking talking, we gon get to smoking

Tell the opp’s «Get off my dick!»

If you really with it, I could really give it

I just gotta get all my shit (gang, gang)

They know that we do it better (whew!)

They know that we did it first, racks, racks

They know that we do 'em worst, glttt

Used to carry trey pounds every time in my shawty purse

But tell 'em «Ain't no fucking truce» nah!

That’s why we the reason why y’all niggas hating, only tough behind the booth

I could never relate

Faking while I was skipping the jakes

Smashing the gas up

Skrt on the backup

Speed in the stoley, we brag about it

We dip from the boys just to laugh about it, skrtt

Run up we bust at the cab and we steady attacking, them niggas be sad about it

We getting money, they mad about it

They talk on the low

They do not want war

We hitting these opp’s but don’t brag about it

I’m kicking the door

Your bitch in the score

Trap out the spot, keep a happy wallet

So why they watching tryna see my pockets?

Hit 'em up until we see 'em dropping

Don’t play with niggas, get to spraying niggas, niggas talk a lot but never be

about it