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REIKO - Don’t Panic Lyrics



REIKO - Don’t Panic Lyrics




I gotta go and get it cuz they tell me crime pays/
I went from rags to riches now they tryna ride wave/
Ride around wit fat Mally I be leaning in the Bach/
14 days gone I'm quarantining in the trap/
Man I'm really from a place where they be airing out 9"s/
So I keep a ladder longer then a paradox line/
Them niggas talk that killer shit until they see that wars on/
Way before call of duty Philly been a warzone/
Them suckas ain't built so why them niggas talkin crazy then/
Call up pnb and tell my dog to send the navy in/
When you drop a opp they call it upping up the score/
Met this bad Atlanta bitch she got me f*ckin up allure/
I got introduced to Tyga he go crazy wit a tec/
I'm in hellcat wit Nate he racing baby in vet/
I'm tryna duck everything feds and the dna/
Seen some broke niggas gettin rich of the pua/
Flexing for them bitches all blue card handling/
F*ck that money up and now them niggas back scrambling/
All my old homies gettin left while I go right/
Rose Royce truck sittin higher then the coke price/
I can't go Aventador I'm Lamborghini trucking it/
Christian Dior hoodie and Christian chuckin it/
Man caught a body said trial I said hell no/
Went to trial anyway they gave my dog a elbow/
Favorite girl left me said f*ck it I don't need ya/
I'm on to bigger shit bitch I'm tryna get caresha/
Right side of the body where the black 9 lay/
Audamor diamonds hittin harder then gervonte/
When they took meechie and they hit em wit that shot/
I was drivin like I'm suge they hit em up like he was pac/
Can be a millionaire a dickie I still wear it/
Cause any giving time I can switch it to Neil barrett/
Cuz did a robbery knocked cuz top off/
Was a waste of time cuz he couldn't get the watch off/
Called a lick a layup and he couldn't even score/
He ain't stoppin for the cops he gonna take em on tour/
My man got 11 years in said he don't need much/
Just get a son a ps5 and get em vbucks/
Them niggas talk that brick shit we got em on arrival/
So many points it's like I'm tryna win the scoring title/
Them niggas talk that brick shìt we got em on arrival/
So many points it's like I'm tryna win the scoring tittle/
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I gotta go and get it cuz they tell me crime pays/
I went from rags to riches now they tryna ride wave/
Ride around wit fat Mally I be leaning in the Bach/
14 days gone I'm quarantining in the trap/
Man I'm really from a place where they be airing out 9"s/
So I keep a ladder longer then a paradox line/
Them niggas talk that killer shit until they see that wars on/
Way before call of duty Philly been a warzone/
Them suckas ain't built so why them niggas talkin crazy then/
Call up pnb and tell my dog to send the navy in/
When you drop a opp they call it upping up the score/
Met this bad Atlanta bitch she got me f*ckin up allure/
I got introduced to Tyga he go crazy wit a tec/
I'm in hellcat wit Nate he racing baby in vet/
I'm tryna duck everything feds and the dna/
Seen some broke niggas gettin rich of the pua/
Flexing for them bitches all blue card handling/
F*ck that money up and now them niggas back scrambling/
All my old homies gettin left while I go right/
Rose Royce truck sittin higher then the coke price/
I can't go Aventador I'm Lamborghini trucking it/
Christian Dior hoodie and Christian chuckin it/
Man caught a body said trial I said hell no/
Went to trial anyway they gave my dog a elbow/
Favorite girl left me said f*ck it I don't need ya/
I'm on to bigger shit bitch I'm tryna get caresha/
Right side of the body where the black 9 lay/
Audamor diamonds hittin harder then gervonte/
When they took meechie and they hit em wit that shot/
I was drivin like I'm suge they hit em up like he was pac/
Can be a millionaire a dickie I still wear it/
Cause any giving time I can switch it to Neil barrett/
Cuz did a robbery knocked cuz top off/
Was a waste of time cuz he couldn't get the watch off/
Called a lick a layup and he couldn't even score/
He ain't stoppin for the cops he gonna take em on tour/
My man got 11 years in said he don't need much/
Just get a son a ps5 and get em vbucks/
Them niggas talk that brick shit we got em on arrival/
So many points it's like I'm tryna win the scoring title/
Them niggas talk that brick shìt we got em on arrival/
So many points it's like I'm tryna win the scoring tittle/
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Writer: Tyreik Foulks
Copyright: Lyrics © TUNECORE INC

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Performed By: REIKO
Language: English
Length: 3:11
Written by: Tyreik Foulks

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