Don't Panic

Don't panic, ayy, don't panic

Mama told me no matter what you do, you go hard at whatever you do

You gon' always have haters, don't panic

I gotta know this a lot of niggas be hatin

Ayy, but fuck em', we finna continue to get this money

I gotta talk my shit real quick, I gotta let these folks know what the business is

Talk your shit

I'm goin' up, I got plenty of haters, I'm still in the trap countin' racks

If he ain't come to shop, tell that boy, get the fuck, bitch we only make serves through the back

Fall off in the party, this bitch twerkin' on me, pretty face and her ass so fat

Bend over, touch your toes, I'm rubbin' her pussy, I love the way she make it clap