Panic Attack (Explicit) Lyrics
Panic Attack (Explicit) - Oliver Francis
Lyrics by：Alex Kelly
Composed by：Alex Kelly
Yeah
Pull up pull up
Yeah
Pull up to the function smoking on the pack
Y'all don't wanna smoke mad y'all can't match
I know what they up to they don't really love you
Quarter ounce of Kush in the Louie V bag
Pull up in the I eight digital dash
Seat laid back with the bulletproof glass
Popped out smoking O G
In some new Amiri jeans
Got these boys shook like a panic attack
Yeah yeah
Keep up do the dash in the two door
Getting top while I'm watching Naruto yo
Twenty bands on the kid when he stepped out
It's really no contest I'm the best out
Ice cold and I'm sippin' on Ramune
Oli F yeah I'm balling no two K
V V S on my neck and my earlobes
New crib bathroom with the heated floors
White accents on the spearmint whip
All cashed out pulling out the dealership
Y'all ain't getting money least not like this
Sixteen thou' on the necklace
Got your girl looking at me like she want me
Windows down probably draped in Givenchy
Riding down the coast with lil' shawty smoking palm trees
Everybody eyes on the kid when they saw me
Pull up to the function smoking on the pack
Y'all don't wanna smoke mad y'all can't match
I know what they up to they don't really love you
Quarter ounce of Kush in the Louie V bag
Pull up in the I eight digital dash
Seat laid back with the bulletproof glass
Popped out smoking O G
In some new Amiri jeans
Got these boys shook like a panic attack
Yeah yeah
Probably chilling with some b***hes at the ski lodge
These Balenciaga not no Reeboks
Now we burning up the gas in the Nissan
Oli self produced everybody know that beat knock
F**k my girl from the back with my chains on
Power up like I'm cell Saga Gohan
Bad b***h in the Louis Vuitton two piece
Hit that drunken fist off the Henny just like Rock Lee ah
I just hit the limit on the A T M
G-Class Benz with the Forgiato rims
Rolling through my city probably thumbing through my bands
I've been getting money with my best friends
I be at the crib laying low and smoking Fruit Loops
V V S looking like a holographic Mewtwo
Bad b***h in the front seat with her feet up
Everybody eyes on the gang when they seen us
Pull up to the function smoking on the pack
Y'all don't wanna smoke mad y'all can't match
I know what they up to they don't really love you
Quarter ounce of Kush in the Louie V bag
Pull up in the I eight digital dash
Seat laid back with the bulletproof glass
Popped out smoking O G
In some new Amiri jeans
Got these boys shook like a panic attack
Yeah yeah
Pull up to the function smoking on the pack
Y'all don't wanna smoke mad y'all can't match
I know what they up to they don't really love you
Quarter ounce of Kush in the Louie V bag
Pull up in the I eight digital dash
Seat laid back with the bulletproof glass
Popped out smoking O G
In some new Amiri jeans
Got these boys shook like a panic attack
Yeah yeah