Don't Panic*

Testo da anticipazione

[Testo di "Don't Panic" ft.  AJ Tracey]

[Intro: Capo Plaza]

Yoz, what you tellin' me?

Ayo, AJ

She shake that ass, go crazy (Yeah)

Low profile, sono sempre busy

Sono in studio e sui marciapiedi, yo (Yo, yeah)

Lei vuole me, man lazy (Man lazy)

Ne ho scopata già una ieri (Yeah-yeah)

[Ritornello 1: Capo Plaza]

Ayo, AJ (Grr, grr, yeah)

She shake that ass, go crazy

Low profile, sono sempre busy

Sono in studio e sui marciapiedi, yo (Crr, crr)

Lei vuole me, man lazy (Man lazy)

Ne ho scopata già una ieri (Okay)

Italiano alla Bobo Vieri

[Strofa 1: Capo Plaza]

Sexy baby, love me, don’t panic (Ah-ah)

Muove slowly le sue lips in plastic (Okay)

Sono offline per le streets, don't panic (Eh)

Con gli OG su una Jeep nel traffic (Gang-gang)

Vuole me e la mia shit, è classic

Se vuoi il beef, chiamo un G, don't fuck with

Chiedi il bis, c’ho la shit a pacchi

Easy working, easy money, bump it

Hustle Nike in due Audi (A-A-A)

Hustle Nike in due Audi

Ce-Ce-Cerchi i soldi? Vieni, vuoi farli?

Io li faccio, tu a commentarmi, ahah

Darling, you in London? Send me your ID

Baby, vieni, è iniziato il party

AJ è ready, arrivo coi bad man

Sono a London, faccio contatti, yeah, yeah (Ah-ah)

[Ritornello 2: Capo Plaza & AJ Tracey]

Sexy baby, love me, don't panic

Crack your body, bad gyal, don't panic (Grr, grr)

Italy c'ha le Gucci ai piedi

England in the Tech Fleece, man savage

Let's go, AJ, sono in mayday

Things went Oscar, we just stepped in, froze

Let's go, baby, let's go crazy

'Rari body, Van Cleef and white toes (Pah)

Sexy baby, love me, don’t panic

Crack your body, bad gyal, don’t panic (Let's go)

Italy c’ha le Gucci ai piedi

England in the Tech Fleece, man savage (Crrah, crrah)

Let's go, AJ, sono in mayday

Things went Oscar, we just stepped in, froze (Brr)

Let's go, baby, let's go crazy

’Rari body, Van Cleef and white toes (Let's go)

[Strofa 2: AJ Tracey & Capo Plaza]

Carti frames and a Tottenham Tech Fleece

Told bro in the jailhouse, "Text me"

Cos I got shows, I'm ain't tryna move sexy

Ying on my lap and a pack in the next seat

In the team, man are shouting "Erling"

Pound Sterling, come and check this XG

I copped two Pepsis and I'll get free

I left France with a bag, [?] (Ahah)

They won't wheel out, do you wanna bet me?

Lucy Liu how the nina's active

No acting, [?] hit like Jet Li

We have bags with the tee with Tetley

Ends immensely, incidentally

Left the Merc home, took the Bentley

Smashed the breeze truck, left it empty

Air the scene out, yallah [?]

Look, I'm on a Pablo ting, I can't reason

X man out for the treason

Me and Capo came with the burners, Pato

[?] to the end of the season

I got friends who [?] cos the [?] still hot

We lost friends in a steel shot

From the trench to the town to the ill drop

You watch gang too hard, you're a real cop (Let's go)

[Ritornello 2: Capo Plaza & AJ Tracey]

Sexy baby, love me, don't panic

Crack your body, bad gyal, don't panic (Grr, grr)

Italy c'ha le Gucci ai piedi

England in the Tech Fleece, man savage

Let's go, AJ, sono in mayday

Things went Oscar, we just stepped in, froze

Let's go, baby, let's go crazy

'Rari body, Van Cleef and white toes (Pah)

Sexy baby, love me, don't panic

Crack your body, bad gyal, don't panic (Let's go)

Italy c'ha le Gucci ai piedi

England in the Tech Fleece, man savage (Crrah, crrah)

Let's go, AJ, sono in mayday

Things went Oscar, we just stepped in, froze (Brr)

Let's go, baby, let's go crazy

'Rari body, Van Cleef and white toes (Pow)