French Montana, Fivio Foreign - Panicking

Lyrics to Panicking by French Montana, Fivio Foreign

[Intro: French Montana & Fivio Foreign] Woo (Ayy) Haan (Bordeaux and Non Native), grrt, bow Ayy, ayy, ayy Montana (Uh, uh) [Chorus: Fivio Foreign] 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' [Verse 1: Fivio Foreign] 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 Percocеt with the liquid I don't love of none thеse bitches (Nah) I don't love of none these bitches Yeah (Woo), uh [Chorus: Fivio Foreign & French Montana] 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' [Verse 2: French Montana] 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 OnlyFans (Woo) Flow (Flow) wildest (Wildest) Wrist (Wrist), timeless (Timeless) Presi' (Presi'), no Biden (Biden) Mask on, no virus (Baow) Shawty on that demon time CashAppin' (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 the numbers don't lie, this a Richard Mill' (Haan) [Chorus: Fivio Foreign] 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'