1of1 - Panic lyrics

Ayy, no need to panic
I think he was stranded
At deaths door with swords and artillery
Aimed at his neck like a weapon
It's lethal injection

She wanna fuck for the racks (Bag)
I told that bitch to get back, just go
(Please leave)
Vision distorted my Vivienne foreign
(Factual)
I got a killer to guard the emporium
(Uh, huh)
My opp landed
At death door, he is stranded
(Tell them what else)
I think that he'll manage (He will?)
There's no need to panic

Ayy, no need to panic
I think he was stranded
At deaths door with swords and artillery
Aimed at his nеck like a weapon
It's lethal injеction
Have faith in my methods I
Know that we'll prosper
Travel to different dimensions
I know it's demented
The scent of the blood and fertility
Curdling screams and the Glock got a beam
We gon' dance on his grave when he dead