Panic

When I walk in the room, I cause panic
Runtz in me Jabba, got the pills 'cause I'm manic
4 man are in the car, gotta zoom through the traffic
If I've got a problem, know a hundred man will back it
War tee with the jacket, you can tell it by the graphic
Never gonna stop until I buy me ma' a Patek
Getting madder, I'm erratic
Can't stop it, I'm an addict
Lad, I've always been a mad kid I'll never stop the racket
I'm a youngen, wild one
The money's gonna pile on
Kidda, I can tell a fake friend from a mile off
My brother said I'm blowing, I'm a fucking ticking time bomb
This girl's got a man, but I'm the one she wanna ride on
Chat shit, and lad, ye walk away with plasters
I'm chilling with the ghost boys — Phantoms and Caspers
Rolling up the M-way, ye never getting past us
I never had a dad, I'm taking over as a bastard
Get cash, I lashed it, I'm cooling
Cartier shades, and me links are all Cuban
I'm whipping round the Ezzy, hitting turns, trials fusion
I'm gone in 60 seconds, leave the grasses in confusion
Lad, I'm spinning down ye block, hot in a drop-top
Got ye bird in a crop top, smoking top crop
Lad, I ride til the clock locks
Plod are on the knock knock
Liverpool city — every day, ye hear the shots pop
Lad, I spend fake bills
Keep the props swapped
Bally on me face, every day I've gotta chop guap
Don't be messing with the team, get ye mop dropped
Pull up 10 deep
2 minutes, have ye locs chopped
When I walk in the room, I cause panic
Runtz in me Jabba, got the pills 'cause I'm manic
4 man are in the car, gotta zoom through the traffic
If I've got a problem, know a hundred man will back it
War tee with the jacket, you can tell it by the graphic
Never gonna stop until I buy me ma' a Patek
Getting madder, I'm erratic
Can't stop it, I'm an addict
Lad, I've always been a mad kid I'll never stop the racket