Panic, Pt 3 Sheff G (Ft. Fresh G & Sleepy Hallow)

[Intro]
This is a Melo beat

[Verse 1: Sleepy Hallow]
What you know about sittin' in traps? (Traphouse Mob)
Matter of fact, what you know 'bout sleepin' in 'em?
Got weed, got crack and demons in it
Can't talk, my Sprite got lean up in it, look
I don't play with nobody, don't wait on nobody, don't wait on me, uh
I don't hate on nobody, you hate on the posse, you hate on me
Told bro if I die, "Don't let that bread stop just send me some dead opps"
Know the gang still up on that sly shit
We don't talk all we know is fly shit
Boy, you buggin', think you thuggin' my clique
It ain't nothin', stuffin' corn in my clip, like, stupid
T2MB be the team if you oppin', I'm boomin'
M8V3N, look, don't got no brakes when I skate on the cops I be movin'
Pull up gray flag
Left out the house with no breakfast, smokin' straight gas in the whiplash
Pray that I don't see the gates fast
So, you got cash? Let me take half
Lawyer gon' beat up the case fast

[Verse 2: Sheff G]
Suck me up in court
System lying to the judge
I'm movin' with same tax, so I heard he wit' it
Look, slide in the hoopty, we hit him he move suspicious, better not see a witness
Cap him, watch him scream, "Duck!"
.40 baby beam, smoke him like a wet machine
Ever watch him scream stuck up it then I'm squeezing then walkin' right off the scene