Lyrics Don't Panic - Lyfe Harris

I might be a little too honest
Ive been tryna make a run for it
I gave 10 bands to the lawyer incase it goes down
I could never be too cautious
Put the safe underneath designer carpet
I found the only way to keep the stress off me is stay out of town
But at least I'm running from the madness
These nigga's still sittin' on they ass
I whip the foreign all through traffic
Bad lil bitch got a foreign accent
Im rocking too much palm angel I cant be embarrassed
But I got to go she was to messy
She love to show her ass on her fucking exit
The jet got clearance
Dropped 50k in yen, It ain't have no Karats
Im in a vintage chrome hearts neckless
I been overseas looking for the Texas

Sipping on juice, it's a dirty Fanta
Tryna get away from dirty Diana
Lately I've been feeling paranoid at random
They been tryna turn me to a loose cannon
Don't panic, All I tell myself now is don't panic
Said these nigga's want favors, sounds outlandish
I book a flight and find out pussy when I landed
Tell her don't panic
I done made shawty a Chanel bandit
I ain't taking no xans, I don't feel sadness
You know it's real when a foreigner tells you don't panic