Don’t Panic

[Intro]
Don't panic
Aww yeah
Don't panic
Aww yeah
Don't panic

[Verse 1]
I might be a little too honest
I been tryna make a run for it
I gave 10 bands to the lawyer in case it goes down
I could never be too cautious
Put the safe underneath designer carpet
I found the only way to keep the stress off me is stay out of town
But at least I'm running from the madness
These niggas still sitting on they ass
I whip the foreign all through traffic
Bad little bitch got a foreign accent, yeah
I'm rocking too much palm angels I can't be embarrassed
But I got to go, she was too messy
She love to show her ass on her fucking exit, yeah
The jet got clearence
Dropped 50K in yen, it ain't have no karats
I'm in a vintage chrome hearts neckless
I been overseas looking for the Texas
Sipping on juice, its a dirty fanta
Tryna get away from dirty Diana
Lately I've been feeling paranoid at random
They been tryna turn me to a loose cannon, yeah
Don't panic
All I tell myself now don't panic
Said these niggas want favors, sounds outlandish
I book a flight and find out pussy when I landed
Tell her don't panic
I done made shawty a Chanel bandit
I ain't taking no xans, I don't feel sadness
You know it's real when a foreigner tells you don't panic