[Intro]
I didn’t even plan it..
Walk in the building they panic..
I had the money, I had to flex with the money..
Flex on these bitches
All of these bitches is chewed..
I’m riding around
I ride in a rari go vroo.. woo..
[First verse]
Die for respect..
Cause you think violence is best..
Brain is a mess..
Cause he too focused on sex..
Hiding the pain..
Cause I done flexed on his main
Want her to leave..
Cause he don’t want it with me -
I watch them follow my show -
Please don’t throw shade on my glo -
I got the recipe -
Follow the rules and you be like me -
Follow my show -
Now when I call they on go -
My chick is Guyanese -
Got stylists to paint her feet -
[Chorus]
I didn’t even plan it..
Walk in the building they panic..
I had the money, I had to flex with the money..
Flex on these bitches
All of these bitches they chewed..
I’m riding around
I ride in a rari go vroo.. woo..
I had the bag - I had to get to the cash..
Running in rags now we be popping them tags..
These niggas they flex, they really not getting no check..
I’m so feeling wet - we dripping all over the set..
[Second verse]
Magic but she know love is a trick..
Been fucking with me but she be running yo shit..
Rocking trues - my denim fashion too..
He uncomfortable - I’m flexing right next to his boo (ya)
I had to take a trip - panic -
Fried from all the drugs - manic -
I done made love on the beach..
All of these girls on me -
I had to take a trip - savage -
Always knew what it would be - damage
Always knew what it would be - damage
I had the drugs on me
I had the drugs on me
Back then I was tripping fucking different women but now it’s meant be..
Eyes on me
Ignore them casually
Step in the building - I walk in the room
Got all the eyes on me - damage
Both savage
Focus her eyes on me (panic)
Don’t panic
You know how I do it with ease (manic)
Don’t panic..
I had the bag on me..
I had the bag on me..
So all of these bitches can eat (panic)..
[Chorus]
I didn’t even plan it..
Walk in the building they panic..
I had the money, I had to flex with the money..
Flex on these bitches
All of these bitches is chewed..
I’m riding around
I ride in a rari go vroo.. woo..
I had the bag - I had to get to the cash..
Running in rags now we be poppin them tags..
These niggas they flex, they really not getting no check..
I’m so feeling so wet - we dripping all over the set..
Panic was written by Orrin.
Panic was produced by Warren Wolfe.