Sleepy Hallow, Sheff G - Don't Panic lyrics

Sleepy Hallow Sheff G

Sleepy Hallow [Tegan Joshua Anthony Chambers] Jamaica/Brooklyn, New York City, U.S 🇯🇲 🇺🇸

Sheff G [Michael Kyle Williams] Brooklyn, New York City, U.S. 🇺🇸

[Sleepy Hallow, Sheff G - Don't Panic lyrics]

(Great John on the beat, by the way)
Hold on, huh I make this shit look
Hold on,  hold on, look, huh

I make this shit look good, uh
Flexin' on ’em 'cause I could, run up
On me, wish you would, look
Turn the bad into good, and I'm
Still up in the hood, huh
Ask about me, boy, I’m good, look

Homie just threw me a pack, look, no
He ain't gettin' it back
Niggas ain't real, man, I know they cap
Said it twice 'cause I know that's facts
Hold on, call Ceaser, bitch, want beef
He season shit frost all of that demon shit
Free Fresh, he leavin' shit, wait
She wanna fuck today
But, I'm gettin’ bucks today
Chopper on me, you get brushed today


Guess you outta luck today, wait
Better not up them rakes
Hold on, huh, better not up them rakes
Better not up them rakes

Look, you will get touched, no base, huh
Look stay with a brush, no toothpaste
You would get baked, no soufflé, look, look
Really send shots, no 2K, you
Will get hit, no touché, yeah
Lay down on your back, if you put up
A front, shit get lit, call it dynamite, huh
Know that we run the city like Dunkin’
But, you know a donut could die tonight, huh
Look we don't call bluffs like poker
Move funny, that shit’ll get crazy

Pop me a Perc', I was feelin' too lazy, ayy
Know I be saucin', gravy, huh
I be like, "Fuck you, pay me"
Know I got drip, my shit too wavy
Cop packs like crack in the ’80s
You will get stretched like doubts
Don't play me
Straps up like we don't want babies, ayy
And we give no fucks today, huh
Send this bitch up todayRun up on me
Test your luck today
Yellow tape, they gon' investigate, ayy

I make this shit look good, uh
Flexin' on 'em 'cause I could, run
Up on me, wish you would, look
Turn the bad into good, and I'm
Still up in the hood, huh
Ask about me, boy, I'm good, huh

Too good, we make this shit look too easy
Ride around town, just me, Sleepy
You'll get wet up, no squeegee
Ayy, uh, move sneaky
Bad bitch with me, shit too beefy
K to the L, we too greasy
I just came back from a money meetin'
Ayy, huh, gang tweakin'
He tried to run up, now he bleedin'
Fuck up a check like I don't need it
Now we eat good, no cold pizza

Ayy, ayy, now we eat good
That's all seasons ayy, wait, she wanna take
Pics like Mon' Lisa, ayy

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