Panic

When I walk in the room, I cause panic Runtz in me Jabba, got the pills 'cause I'm manic 4 man are in the car, gotta zoom through the traffic If I've got a problem, know a hundred man will back it War tee with the jacket, you can tell it by the graphic Never gonna stop until I buy me ma' a Patek Getting madder, I'm erratic Can't stop it, I'm an addict Lad, I've always been a mad kid I'll never stop the racket I'm a youngen, wild one The money's gonna pile on Kidda, I can tell a fake friend from a mile off My brother said I'm blowing, I'm a fucking ticking time bomb This girl's got a man, but I'm the one she wanna ride on Chat shit, and lad, ye walk away with plasters I'm chilling with the ghost boys — Phantoms and Caspers Rolling up the M-way, ye never getting past us I never had a dad, I'm taking over as a bastard Get cash, I lashed it, I'm cooling Cartier shades, and me links are all Cuban I'm whipping round the Ezzy, hitting turns, trials fusion I'm gone in 60 seconds, leave the grasses in confusion Lad, I'm spinning down ye block, hot in a drop-top Got ye bird in a crop top, smoking top crop Lad, I ride til the clock locks Plod are on the knock knock Liverpool city — every day, ye hear the shots pop Lad, I spend fake bills Keep the props swapped Bally on me face, every day I've gotta chop guap Don't be messing with the team, get ye mop dropped Pull up 10 deep 2 minutes, have ye locs chopped When I walk in the room, I cause panic Runtz in me Jabba, got the pills 'cause I'm manic 4 man are in the car, gotta zoom through the traffic If I've got a problem, know a hundred man will back it War tee with the jacket, you can tell it by the graphic Never gonna stop until I buy me ma' a Patek Getting madder, I'm erratic Can't stop it, I'm an addict Lad, I've always been a mad kid I'll never stop the racket