Didn't Panic

(album: The Last One Left - 2019)

[Babyface Ray:]
Rich habits, rich dancing
Bitch badder, been planted
Police kicked my door and I didn't panic
Twenty pints of drop in my kitchen cabinet
Bought it for the low and made it flip backwards
Hide your lil' ho before I kidnap her
Word through the grapevine, niggas just rappers
Man, this shit ain't new to me, boy, I been having

Fake ass niggas, stay a long way from me
If I wanna go in traffic, take a whole day from me
Goddamn, God, you took my favorite boy from me
We done fucked up, been tryna make it home off the streets
I'ma fucking pay your bills, bitch, hold that for me
I done shot niggas off, they went and sold that for me
I had my back against the wall, I ain't fold, I'm a G
If you fold, that ain't cheese, niggas froze when it's beef
Niggas getting pussy then exposing the freak
Exposed to the real, she ain't answered in weeks
Touch down in your town with a bag full of sweets
I'm just looking for the fiends, now they looking for me
Call my nigga Emerald, he gon' cook it for me
Call my nigga, shh, he gon' cook it for free
Jump out of your hood with a bucket on me
Shit busting off the noodles, couldn't fit it in my jeans, nigga

Rich habits, rich dancing
Bitch badder, been planted
Police kicked my door and I didn't panic
Twenty pints of drop in my kitchen cabinet
Bought it for the low and made it flip backwards
Hide your lil' ho before I kidnap her
Word through the grapevine, niggas just rappers
Man, this shit ain't new to me, boy, I been having

[Wanski:]
Shit ain't new to me, your unc say he used to be
God say He fuck with me, I send blues with him
These niggas rapping out here capping, they ain't fooling me
Got thirty thousand on me, no jewelry
Line slapping, pure cut slapping
All type of shit in the kitchen cabinet
Bro clean a pan like he flipping patties
I be down the way tryna feed the family
Real niggas over here, y'all counterfeit
Nigga play over here, then we dropping shit
We don't do leg shots, bitch, we top and shit
If he do a shot this way, he do not exist
Get that, flip that (Quick)
I collect pros while I sit back (On my ass)
We'll come slide through your kickback (Dumb ass nigga)
Hundred on the, spend that (Quick)

[Babyface Ray:]
Rich habits, rich dancing
Bitch badder, been planted
Police kicked my door and I didn't panic
Twenty pints of drop in my kitchen cabinet
Bought it for the low and made it flip backwards
Hide your lil' ho before I kidnap her
Word through the grapevine, niggas just rappers
Man, this shit ain't new to me, boy, I been having