Terry Presume
Panic Attack
[Verse 1: Terry Presume]
Threatz to the threatz
Cs we don't take kindly to threatz
N***a we just take time with the meth
If you death then you bless
Cause you don't really wanna get obsessed
With these rude boy thoughts in ya head
Niga follow that flow
To an empty ass road
See, my father wasn't round just to tell a n***a no
Now, I'm riding all around passin doobies to the bros
Fuck it, wasn't hoopin, you a newbie to the Flo-rida
She been ridin' on my dick since the fourth-
Grade what a thot(Thought) you would think she a ho
Like a dutch, she gon bust it open for the bros
Ima buck if another po, walk in through the door
Wtf is you yellin fo ? kill them n***as slow
Gotta dart on a telescope let them n***as know
That I'm far from a heterotroph, what I'm heading fo
Is a star wit a better flo, put his head below
My god!
You n***as ain't fuckin with me
Why you think beauty done slept with the beat?
N***as ain't spittin they flex on the beat
So it's NO FLEX ZONE for the rest of the week
My god!
You n***as ain't lettin it go
I thought, fire fighters only faught for them hoes
You're not, whatever n***as thought you were
What I suppose wasn't nothing to a n***a
Let the pussy get exposed
I am, another rap god in the makin
Ho, I'm the flower that grew out of the pavement
Homie I got impatient
Turning n***as to patients
Oh my, is this boy a Haitian?
Yeah, shit gets muhhhfckn Reeeal
N***a wants beef get fried like Greo
See yo, young boy been off p.o
Fuck the government and them lame ass
C-o's
(Hook)
N***a!
Panic attack
N***a!
Panic attack
N***a!
I had a panic attack
Panic attack
Panic attack
N***a!
Panic attack
N***a!
I had a panic attack
A panic attack
A panic attack
N***a!
[Verse 2: Terry Presume]
If you need it I got it
Who came wit the wallet
Just another beat I decided to demolish
N***as lookin weak they don't know what to call it
A psychopathic n***a overflowin' with the knowledge
I use to jump ropes, now the double dutch rolled
Even E-40 couldn't tell me when to go
If a n***a sleep on me Ima have to lettem know
Why I killed every n***a to close like
Who dat, wanna do dat, screw that young boy
Came from the Frrrrat
Who hat? fell on the ground
What a bloody ass flow
I have no U.K slang
Straight to the dome
N***as want war? I'll paint me a moon
With a sharingan too
Gotta slaughter y'all too
No souls to be left, soley I
Will ever make it out this muthafcka alive
You bitch n***as abide
My bitch Bonnie. I'm Clyde..
Shelton couldn't sheltor all this pressure inside
N***a I'm a planner wait until I arrive
I'll have every flying pig falling outta the sky
They want more? I got it
Crack? I got it
Knife to the back? I swore I got it
You boys ain't bout it
Ya whore still shouting
I would tell her stop trippin'
But I swear it's ironic cz..
I had a
(Hook2x)
Panic attack
N***a!
Panic attack
N***a!
I had a panic attack
Panic attack
Panic attack
N***a!
Panic attack
N***a!
I had a panic attack
A panic attack
A panic attack
N***a!