YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Don’t Panic lyrics

[YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Don’t Panic lyrics]

(Ricky Racks) brrd, ayy, ayy, YoungBoy
I’m yo' protector when you
‘round me, baby girl, don’t panic
You could tell me 'bout yo' problems
Swear that I won’t say shit bae I got you
Promise we won’t sink like the Titanic
Buy you diamonds, you so classy
I’ma keep you fancy

You know I be taxin' these niggas
(Taxin' these niggas)
You know I come straight out them trenches
(Straight out them trenches)
You know I stay with that pistol
(Stay with a glizzy)
He run up on us, I’ma zip 'em (Slatt)
That money controllin' me
A whole lotta drugs in my system
(In my system)
I swear they don’t know 'bout me
Gotta keep it confidential (Confidential)
I don’t give a fuck what they sayin'
(They sayin')
They really don’t know who I am (Who I am)
Young nigga with a lotta bands (Bands)
My ‘Vett fastеr than a ‘Lamb (Vroom)
Diamonds water like a dam (Water)
I swеar I’m cooler than a fan (A fan)
These niggas, they know I ain’t playin'
I up from the hip and I bam
I’m turnin' up in the party
I made it out the safari (Safari)
Twilight, I record it
I don’t think about it like hardly
Strapped up with that 40, nigga
You don’t wan' start shit
Up it and I shoot it 'round (Ba)
Niggas know it’s retarted

You know I be taxin' these niggas
(Taxin' these niggas)
You know I come straight out them trenches
(Straight out them trenches)
You know I stay with that pistol
(Stay with a glizzy)
He run up on us, I’ma zip 'em (Slatt)
That money controllin' me
A whole lotta drugs in my system
(In my system)
I swear they don’t know 'bout me
Gotta keep it confidential (Confidential)
I don’t give a fuck what they sayin'
(They sayin')
They really don’t know who I am (Who I am)
Young nigga with a lotta bands (Bands)
My ‘Vett faster than a ‘Lamb (Vroom)
Diamonds water like a dam (Water)
I swear I’m cooler than a fan (A fan)
These niggas, they know I ain’t playin'
I up from the hip and I bam
I’m turnin' up in the party
I made it out the safari (Safari)
Twilight, I record it
I don’t think about it like hardly
Strapped up with that 40, nigga
You don’t wan' start shit
Up it and I shoot it 'round (Bang)
Niggas know it’s retarted

Open and I kiss the paint
I’m pullin' off from the bank (Skrr)
Came up, I got hell of a rank, yeah
Diamonds shinin', VVS in my chain
Go on stage, bitches screamin' my name
Approach 'em all with my gang
NBA, I never change, clutchin'
They know that we bang
I’m turnin' up with my clique
I know these bitches ain’t shit
Soon as they see me, they know that I’m rich
You got me bent, you think I’ma lick
(Fucked up)
Shoot up the club, you think I’m a bitch
(Grah) think about it like hardly
Strapped up with that 40
Nigga, you don’t wan' start it (You don’t)

You know I be taxin' these niggas
(Taxin' these niggas)
You know I come straight out them trenches
(Straight out them trenches)
You know I stay with that pistol
(Stay with a glizzy)
He run up on us, I’ma zip 'em (Slatt)
That money controllin' me
A whole lotta drugs in my system
(In my system)
I swear they don’t know 'bout me
Gotta keep it confidential (Confidential)

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