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panic!!! - paris texas lyrics

[intro: louie pastel & felix]
yeah, ayy, woah
yeah, uh*huh
like please don’t touch my
(no, not yet)
like bad b*tch touch my, wait
(no no no)
i can see why you’re
(okay, go ahead)

[verse 1: louie pastel & felix]
i see why you are stressed (mhm)
because you’re no contest (mhm)
f*ck 12, i can’t confess (mhm)
drop racks, i’ll clean my mess (mhm)
excuse me while i flex (mhm)
bad b*tch that’s to my left (mhm)
your b*tch bad with bad breath (mhm)
for bags, i do conquest
find bag then i collect (okay)
know n*ggas that love techs (they do)
like geeks know every spec (they do)
both cheeks i grab, oh yes (oh yes)
it’s like i’m grandma, yes (okay)
pt rep that ’til death (’til death)
get back, i need ten steps (5 feet)
don’t care who got up next, uh*huh
[verse 2: louie pastel]
pt b*tch, can’t miss
ain’t heard no sh*t like this
pull out my sh*t, she l!ck
i got the bread to trick
i see yo’ ex down bad, uh*huh
i think he need a sis, uh*huh
so i went and f*ck that n*gga momma, huh
i came in this b*tch with no genre, huh
huh, i’m on my way to the tippity top
i’m so op n*ggas think i’m an opp
b*o*b m*o*b g*a*n*g
n*ggas love me, why the f*ck would i stop?
i might get bored and just get into stocks
shawty just gave me the slippery slop
i love black girls that listen to rock
f*ck you thinkin’ tryna put me in box?

[verse 3: felix]
this ain’t for containin’, you stupid little hoe
ain’t no point in savin’ when n*ggas up the score
i’m so good at sangin’, the way i carry notes
they frame what i’m sayin’, treat that like paintings
this not a handout, we not relayin’
competition all we do is dust it
i’m the type to hold her face, and f*ck it
ima hold her hair up if she suck it
[verse 4: louie pastel]
leave her p*ssy looking like a musket (yeah)
i’m really him what the f*ck is assumption? (yeah)
i was getting 5*star sh*t for my luncheon (yeah)
keep on giving me lip i’mma bust it (yeah)
i don’t really walk anywhere imma float in (yeah)
i’m a real night mayor, b*tch, put your vote (yeah)
n*ggas gonna flinch in the b*tch so i punch in (yeah)
i’m a keep on doin’ this sh*t ’til it soak in

- paris texas lyrics

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