Panic

[Intro]
Ayy, no need to panic
I think he was stranded
At deaths door with swords and artillery
Aimed at his neck like a weapon
It's lethal injection—

[Verse]
She wanna fuck for the racks (Bag)
I told that bitch to get back, just go (Please leave)
Vision distorted my Vivienne foreign (Factual)
I got a killer to guard the emporium (Uh-huh)
My opp landed
At death door, he is stranded (Tell them what else)
I think that he'll manage (He will?)
There's no need to panic

[Chorus]
Ayy, no need to panic
I think he was stranded
At deaths door with swords and artillery
Aimed at his nеck like a weapon
It's lethal injеction
Have faith in my methods I know that we'll prosper
Travel to different dimensions
I know it's demented
The scent of the blood and fertility
Curdling screams and the Glock got a beam
We gon' dance on his grave when he dead