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French Montana - Panicking Lyrics
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[ Featuring Fivio Foreign ]

Woo
Ayy
Haan (Bordeaux and Non Native)
Grrrt, uh, bow
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Montana
Uh, uh

Uh, I got 'em panickin' (panickin')
Uh, yeah, I got 'em panickin' (panickin')
Uh, yeah, I got 'em panickin' (panickin') (woo)
Uh, yeah, I got 'em panickin' (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 (bow)
Fivi (Fivi), I should go forty a cup (huh?)
Uh (uh), if you want beef, then it's beef, nigga, order it up (grrt, bow, bow, bow)
R.I.P. Pop, we had the city on lock (uh)
And it's still "F*ck all the opps" (uh)
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 (bow)
You could 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 f*ck me for Christmas (uh, uh)
But you can't get addicted (ha)
I mix the Percocet with the liquid
I don't love of none these bitches (nah)
I don't love of none these bitches, ha
Yeah, uh (woo)

Uh, I got 'em panickin' (panickin')
Uh, yeah, I got 'em panickin' (panickin')
Uh, yeah, I got 'em panickin' (panickin') (Coke Boy, baby)
Woo (Montana)
Yeah, I got 'em panickin' (haan)

Break a bitch down, break a, break a bitch down (down)
She was your girl, but she my bitch now (now) (Montana)
French baker whippin' up forty M's (whip it, whip it)
Your favorite rapper naked on their OnlyFans
Flow (flow), wild-less (wild-less)
Wrist (wrist), timeless (timeless)
Presi' (presi'), no body (no body)
Mask on, no violence (bow)
Shawty on that demon time CashAppin'
I ain't tryna cuff, I'm tryna spell it backwards (ayy-ayy, woo)
Diamonds dancin' like Bobby (Bobby)
All my dawgs is Rowdy
G5's and G6's (6's)
Ain't no jewels cloudy (ayy-ayy)
Montega, fly 'til death, I dress to kill
And them numbers don't lie, this a Richard Millie

Uh, uh, I got 'em panickin' (panickin')
Uh, yeah, I got 'em panickin' (panickin')
Uh, yeah, I got 'em panickin' (panickin') (woo)
Uh, yeah, I got 'em panickin' (panickin')
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English

Woo
Ayy
Haan (Bordeaux and Non Native)
Grrrt, uh, bow
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Montana
Uh, uh

Uh, I got 'em panickin' (panickin')
Uh, yeah, I got 'em panickin' (panickin')
Uh, yeah, I got 'em panickin' (panickin') (woo)
Uh, yeah, I got 'em panickin' (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 (bow)
Fivi (Fivi), I should go forty a cup (huh?)
Uh (uh), if you want beef, then it's beef, nigga, order it up (grrt, bow, bow, bow)
R.I.P. Pop, we had the city on lock (uh)
And it's still "F*ck all the opps" (uh)
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 (bow)
You could 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 f*ck me for Christmas (uh, uh)
But you can't get addicted (ha)
I mix the Percocet with the liquid
I don't love of none these bitches (nah)
I don't love of none these bitches, ha
Yeah, uh (woo)

Uh, I got 'em panickin' (panickin')
Uh, yeah, I got 'em panickin' (panickin')
Uh, yeah, I got 'em panickin' (panickin') (Coke Boy, baby)
Woo (Montana)
Yeah, I got 'em panickin' (haan)

Break a bitch down, break a, break a bitch down (down)
She was your girl, but she my bitch now (now) (Montana)
French baker whippin' up forty M's (whip it, whip it)
Your favorite rapper naked on their OnlyFans
Flow (flow), wild-less (wild-less)
Wrist (wrist), timeless (timeless)
Presi' (presi'), no body (no body)
Mask on, no violence (bow)
Shawty on that demon time CashAppin'
I ain't tryna cuff, I'm tryna spell it backwards (ayy-ayy, woo)
Diamonds dancin' like Bobby (Bobby)
All my dawgs is Rowdy
G5's and G6's (6's)
Ain't no jewels cloudy (ayy-ayy)
Montega, fly 'til death, I dress to kill
And them numbers don't lie, this a Richard Millie

Uh, uh, I got 'em panickin' (panickin')
Uh, yeah, I got 'em panickin' (panickin')
Uh, yeah, I got 'em panickin' (panickin') (woo)
Uh, yeah, I got 'em panickin' (panickin')
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Writer: Brendan Walsh, Dejan Nikolic, Karim Kharbouch, Kibwe Hakim Luke, Luis Campozano, Maxie Ryles, Sharif Slater
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, ROUGH TRADE PUBLISHING, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC


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