[Intro]

Ayy, no need to panic

I think he was stranded

At deaths door with swords and artillery

Aimed at his neck like a weapon

It's lethal injection—

[Verse]

She wanna fuck for the racks (Bag)

I told that bitch to get back, just go (Please leave)

Vision distorted my Vivienne foreign (Factual)

I got a killer to guard the emporium (Uh-huh)

My opp landed

At death door, he is stranded (Tell them what else)

I think that he'll manage (He will?)

There's no need to panic

[Chorus]

Ayy, no need to panic

I think he was stranded

At deaths door with swords and artillery

Aimed at his nеck like a weapon

It's lethal injеction

Have faith in my methods I know that we'll prosper

Travel to different dimensions

I know it's demented

The scent of the blood and fertility

Curdling screams and the Glock got a beam

We gon' dance on his grave when he dead