Leggi il Testo, scopri il Significato e guarda il Video musicale di Panicking di French Montana contenuta nell'album They Got Amnesia. “Panicking” è una canzone di French Montana. Panicking Lyrics.
TESTO - French Montana - Panicking
TESTO - French Montana - Panicking
Woo (Ayy)
Haan (Bordeaux and Non Native), grrt, bow
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Montana (Uh, uh)
Uh, I got 'em panickin' (Panickin')
Uh, yeah, I got 'em panickin'
Uh, yeah, I got 'em panickin' (Woo)
Uh, yeah, I got 'em panickin'
Soon as I come through the spot niggas knowin' what's up (Uh), uh
If he want smoke, when I see him, I'm rollin' him up (Baow)
Fivi (Fivi), I should go forty a cup (Huh?), uh (Uh)
If you want beef, then it's beef, nigga, order it up (Grrt, baow, baow, baow)
R.I.P. Pop, we had the city on lock (Uh)
And it's still "Fuck all the opps", uh (Woo)
I know they want us to stop (Nah)
Ayy, ayy, ayy
I get the money a lot whether they love me or not
Boy, you don't wanna get shot (Baow)
Then die right in front of your block, uh (Uh)
Get this (Get this), I got a wife and a mistress (I do)
Go and put me on your wish list (Uh)
And I might let you fuck me for Christmas (Uh)
But you can't get addicted (Huh)
I mix the Percocet with the liquid
I don't love of none these bitches (Nah)
I don't love of none these bitches
Yeah (Woo), uh
Uh, I got 'em panickin' (Panickin')
Uh, yeah, I got 'em panickin'
Uh, yeah, I got 'em panickin' (Woo, Coke Boys, baby)
Uh (Montana), yeah, I got 'em panickin'
Break a bitch down, break a, break a bitch down (Down)
She was your girl, but she my bitch now (Now)
French baker whippin' up forty Ms (Whip it, whip it)
Your favorite rapper naked on that Only
Fans (Woo)
Flow (Flow) wildest (Wildest)
Wrist (Wrist), timeless (Timeless)
Presi' (Presi'), no Biden (Biden)
Mask on, no virus (Baow)
Shawty on that demon time Cash
Appin' (Appin')
I ain't tryna cuff, I'm tryna spell it backwards (Ayy, ayy)
Diamonds dancin' like Bobby (Bobby)
All my dawgs is rowdy (Ayy, ayy)
G5s and G6s, ain't no jewels cloudy (Ayy, ayy)
Montega, fly to death, I dress to kill (Haan)
And them numbers don't lie, this a Richard Mille (Haan)
Uh, uh, I got 'em panickin' (Panickin')
Uh, yeah, I got 'em panickin'
Uh, yeah, I got 'em panickin' (Woo)
Uh, yeah, I got 'em panickin'
