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Panicking Lyrics by French Montana French Montana , Fivio Foreign
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Ayy
Haan
Grrrt, bow
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Montana
I got 'em panickin'
yeah, I got 'em panickin'
yeah, I got 'em panickin'
yeah, I got 'em panickin'
Soon as I come through the spot, niggas knowin' what's up
If he want smoke, when I see him, I'm rollin' him up
Fivi I should go forty a cup
if you want beef, then it's beef, nigga, order it up
R.I.P. Pop, we had the city on lock
And it's still 'Fuck all the opps'
I know they want us to stop
Ayy, ayy, ayy
I get the money a lot, whether they love me or not
Boy, you don't wanna get shot
You could die right in front of your block
Get this I got a wife and a mistress
Go and put me on your wish list
And I might let you fuck me for Christmas
But you can't get addicted
I mix the Percocet with the liquid
I don't love of none these bitches
I don't love of none these bitches, ha
I got 'em panickin'
yeah, I got 'em panickin'
yeah, I got 'em panickin'
Yeah, I got 'em panickin'
Break a bitch down, break a, break a bitch down
She was your girl, but she my bitch now
French baker whippin' up forty M's
Your favorite rapper naked on their OnlyFans
Flow wild-less
Wrist timeless
Presi' no body
Mask on, no violence
Shawty on that demon time CashAppin'
I ain't tryna cuff, I'm tryna spell it backwards
Diamonds dancin' like Bobby
All my dawgs is Rowdy
G5's and G6's
Ain't no jewels cloudy
Montega, fly 'til death, I dress to kill
And them numbers don't lie, this a Richard Millie
I got 'em panickin'
yeah, I got 'em panickin'
yeah, I got 'em panickin'
yeah, I got 'em panickin'
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