Don't Panic

[Intro: Sleepy Hallow] (Great John on the beat, by the way) Hold on, huh I make this shit look Hold on, hold on, look, huh [Chorus: Sleepy Hallow] I make this shit look good, uh Flexin' on ’em 'cause I could, run up on me, wish you would, look Turn the bad into good, and I'm still up in the hood, huh Ask about me, boy, I’m good, look [Verse 1: Sleepy Hallow] Homie just threw me a pack, look, no, he ain't gettin' it back Niggas ain't real, man, I know they cap Said it twice 'cause I know that's facts Hold on, call Ceaser, bitch, want beef, he season shit Frost all of that demon shit, free Fresh, he leavin' shit, wait She wanna fuck today, but I'm gettin’ bucks today Chopper on me, you get brushed today Guess you outta luck today, wait Better not up them rakes Hold on, huh, better not up them rakes Better not up them rakes [Verse 2: Sheff G] Look, you will get touched, no base, huh, look Stay with a brush, no toothpaste You would get baked, no soufflé, look, look Really send shots, no 2K, you will get hit, no touché, yeah Lay down on your back, if you put up a front, shit get lit, call it dynamite, huh Know that we run the city like Dunkin’ But you know a donut could die tonight, huh, look We don't call bluffs like poker Move funny, that shit’ll get crazy [Verse 3: Sleep Hallow & Sheff G] Pop me a Perc', I was feelin' too lazy, ayy Know I be saucin', gravy, huh I be like, "Fuck you, pay me" Know I got drip, my shit too wavy Cop packs like crack in the ’80s You will get stretched like doubts, don't play me Straps up like we don't want babies, ayy And we give no fucks today, huh Send this bitch up todayRun up on me, test your luck today Yellow tape, they gon' investigate, ayy [Chorus: Sleepy Hallow] I make this shit look good, uh Flexin' on 'em 'cause I could, run up on me, wish you would, look Turn the bad into good, and I'm still up in the hood, huh Ask about me, boy, I'm good, huh [Verse 4: Sheff G & Sleepy Hallow] Too good, we make this shit look too easy Ride around town, just me, Sleepy You'll get wet up, no squeegee Ayy, uh, move sneaky Bad bitch with me, shit too beefy K to the L, we too greasy I just came back from a money meetin' Ayy, huh, gang tweakin' He tried to run up, now he bleedin' Fuck up a check like I don't need it Now we eat good, no cold pizza [Outro: Sheff G] Ayy, ayy, now we eat good, that's all seasons Ayy, wait, she wanna take pics like Mon' Lisa, ayy