Listen to Don't Panic. It's Organic! (feat. Stevie Mack, Dom Bailey & Foley) by Soo What Do You Do

Don't Panic. It's Organic! (feat. Stevie Mack, Dom Bailey & Foley)

Soo What Do You Do

Hip-Hop/Rap

7 Shazams

Lyrics

Aha It's the Mack Yup Dom bring that shit in This that new shit Uh huh yup This that new shit I bounced up With that new shit on Roll up some weed Now it's time to get on Couple hundred dollars LV cologne Then I do money dance With my spread on my clothes Young fresh nigga Now it's time for a lineup Bitch you knew what it was When you signed up Mackin Talking bout the real kind Feeling like a skater Cus a nigga always on the grind Crash the whip Then I went bought another Mack grey 650 Got it from my brother Now I'm back on deck Now I slide to a check Young Frisco nigga And wilding for respect Touchdown For that tropical buss down Organics And I keep it with me Don't Panic 100 Pack gone in a week Like Magic Numbers on the scoreboard Yeah I do damage Two glocks Two chops Chillin on a rooftop Worldwide macking Man I'm everywhere you not Stevie what you doin I'm just macking and mobbing Keep 31 flavors Like baskin Robbins Allergic to the hate With the bullshit miss me Money got longer We them niggas from the city Push a hard line Bitch I come from the struggle Mackin Mobbing With a cold hustle Allergic to the hate With the bullshit miss me Money got longer We them niggas from the city Push a hard line Bitch I come from the struggle Mackin Mobbing With a cold hustle Trap nigga Get them gone in a quickness Focus on the bag While you focus on the bitches Frisco rep-per Known go getter When I slide to the point 20 Piece lemon pepper FRISCO FRIED Street nigga Tryna change my ways Real dope boy I was born in the game Didn't want that glock Cus it came with a switchy You tryna crack a window I'm tryna crack a new bitch 10 Toes down To the neck when I slide Gelato in the wood A little 3.5 Bussdown at Benihanas Garlic Butter on the side Gotta have a little paper Just to catch my vibe Niggas moving slow Ima speed it up Like candy she eat it up Packs in let me send them out Making plays nigga We running routes Big money in the midwest Triple up when we down south Beasting Keep in the circle Nigga don't run ya mouth It's Stevie Mack baby Life kinda crazy Chasin hella chicken Bussin Joogs on a daily I'm Ruthless Like RBL for them blue strips Greenbacks pink nose Nigga don't play stupid Allergic to the hate With the bullshit miss me Money got longer We them niggas from the city Push a hard line Bitch I come from the struggle Mackin Mobbing With a cold hustle Allergic to the hate With the bullshit miss me Money got longer We them niggas from the city Push a hard line Bitch I come from the struggle Mackin Mobbing With a cold hustle Haha Yeah Niggas at Crustaceans Cracking Crabs With a blunt my ear Yam sayin Chef Mackin Nigga From the city Like a Golden State throwback Bitch Fuck with me
Writer(s): Stevie Mack Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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