Smoke Boys Don T Panic Lyrics


Don't Panic by Smoke Boys

[Intro]
Knine: Fam it ain't even mad
Knine: Fix up fam
Knine: Why you breathin like that man
Swift: Section (Section...Section..Section)
Knine: Eediat

[Verse 1: Swift]
D..d..dem boy there fake
C..c..couldn't be mates
We need to escape
Bro that coulda been jakes (nee naa)
Been caught pulled smokin the pave
She involved and I don't normally rave
I do road and I do it with K
She don't smoke but she drink all day
Big back and the titties ok
She givin hmm she can never be bae (hmm)
Touch bro dump out yo whole face
My joint team home so is Kane
Bro had the tre's for the trade
I make dollar in the phone everyday (ring ring...ring ring)
Woke up the spaceship that's a plane
Feel fresh I play them in a game

[Verse 2: Sleeks]
I..I..I'm like no don't panic
Slow dough from an old steal baggin
Bang bang and your soul can't grab it
Whip it out like go go gadget
Get our O's sold you got no dough niggas can't be trappin
Wha you talkin bout?
I'm like coco in the Pyrex when it's mixed with magic
I get shit crackin and I combat harder
Feds in my rear-view move faster
Found a lowkey spot then we park up
Tryna get a kilo right after
Mad times and my Ps low
But now I got green like CeeLo
Niggas can't try me like Dej Loaf
When I've had more shots than a free-throw

[Hook/Chorus: Deepee]
Niggas know how we roll
Man ah been [?] with it
When I'm sippin out their whole pre-roll
Me and my 'migos grind everywhere and in the tree load
They don't really see it though, don't panic

[Verse 3: Littlez]
Strai..strai..strai..Staight cash I stack it and splash it
Mash work then I'm gone like magic
When I see dem man there they panic
Touch my Gs they lookin' ah get tragic
Hands on a stick assure man have it
In a manual with an automatic
Figure won't roll up like a big spliff
Big 450 yeah that'll do damage
Trap through the day and the night Ps addin up
Peng gyal cat for the pipe she an addict
Dig that down till she ain't gettin up
Dog I been up in the field like Carrick
Act on the net like they wanna come front man
Talkin bout beef but I know they won't back it
Green light see I roll with it in traffic man ah get [?]

[Verse 4: Deepee]
Them men are Section
Them men are wierdos
Them men have got bare hoes
Them men are booky
You men are actors
Them are washed up
Them men are old now
Them men salute me
2 pack man I got juicy
Piff buds let the pack look juicy
Spit truly clips or a movie
Lift a machine when I do me groupie
I get gyal never get roofie
I dig down never been coochy
Man ah been round kinda big so it sticks out
When I stand up man sit down
Tryna go collect the [?] now truly
I'd do me I ain't got prove me
Don't panic don't lick a chance, man grab it
It's just if it ain't where man is

[Hook/Chorus: Deepee]
Niggas know how we roll
Man ah been [?] with it
When I'm sippin out their whole pre-roll
Me and my 'migos grind everywhere and in the tree load
They don't really see it though don't panic

[Hook/Chorus: Deepee]
Niggas know how we roll
Man ah been [?] with it
When I'm sippin out their whole pre-roll
Me and my 'migos grind everywhere and in the tree load
They don't really see it though don't panic

[Verse 5: Inch]
Feelin like Ricky
Lookin like Biggie
Man ah love the city
Can't you see my grizzy
Man ah stay busy
Man a businessman tryna get Lizzy
Gyal from Bricky, yes she want a quickie
Don't be silly, course she got the willy
Back tryna kissy
For my bae, call it back to Bricky
Where she get lippy
I tell her get lickey
Man ah not picky
Man ah get sippy
Told her do road so she tips on a tippy
Man ah take the mic'y, shut yours quickly
Man ah not pick me, white like a gypsy
Please don't mix me, bottle of whiskey
Man ah get tipsy, late night risky
Rounded off fifty, tryna make history

[Verse 6: Knine]
Like Frenchy I tell em don't panic
Work dirt if you be where I'm baggin
Say you're hench, 6 pack what I'm packin
Put your hands on my friend
Then its hands on tre when the tre turn you over like a hand stand
She give it up and uck cause I'm handsome
Gimme a brick watch how quick I get that gone
I'm on the mix like raw on magic
No speed no [?] that mean she just landed
6 shots on the West, might be East where your landin
I'm in O gettin dough off a package
I'm with bud whizzin round, we had dark tints
When I dig it, she said I could [?] like a cactus
Lights camera action watch these actors
I gotta take a seat the niggas funny like a stand up

[Hook/Chorus: Deepee]
Niggas know how we roll
Man ah been [?] with it
When I'm sippin out their whole pre-roll
Me and my 'migos grind everywhere and in the tree load
They don't really see it though don't panic

[Hook/Chorus: Deepee]
Niggas know how we roll
Man ah been [?] with it
When I'm sippin out their whole pre-roll
Me and my 'migos grind everywhere and in the tree load
They don't really see it though don't panic

[Outro: Deepee]
How we roll (we roll...we roll)
Pre-roll (pre-roll...pre-roll)
In the tree load (tree load)
They see it..they see it (they see it...they see it)

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