Traumatic

Yeah, Midnight, aye, yuh, look

Aye, don't start no shit that you know you don't plan to end

Geeked up with my friends and them

Strapped up with my mans and them

Stacking up them bands again

Done doubled up on my plans again

Double dutched on his bands again

Still geeked the fuck up with these dead presidents

Aye, don't start no shit that you know you don't plan to end

Geeked up with my friends and them

Strapped up with my mans and them

Stacking up them bands again

Done doubled up on my plans again

Double dutched on his bands again

Still geeked the fuck up with these dead presidents

Aye yuh, I might eat a couple of pills

Invite a couple of bitches so we can really freak it out like

Feeling like Busta Rhymes the way I bust a rhyme

And get these bitches geeking out like

Pussy nigga bust a move, I let you bust a few and then I bust a chew

I don't got much to lose and not enough to prove

So what you wanna do? 'Cause I don't fuck with you

In the field or the booth, ain't no difference

Don't expect me to ask your permission

Bite and shove is the cut that you bit in

I will not sedate you to make the incision

Fill your organs with fluid, the next step

Then pollute out your blood with the excess

Post a pic on the 'gram, that's a weird flex

Stuck in a yawk, on their mind like a Semtex

This shit weighing in deep on your mental

Bet you worried 'bout who out to get you

Keep pretending like we not the issue

And surely enough we gon' make it official

I be happy to up this to suicide

I'm gon' fuck with the team, it's just do or die

Ain't no personal tension with you and I

Actively looking for bodies to brutalize

Triple the check, like who next?

Bring all the press, I confess

Lay it to rest, no contest

Lock me away, I'm a mess

Triple the check, like who next?

Bring all the press, I confess

Lay it to rest, no contest

Lock me away, I'm a mess

And it could all be so simple

I don't care if the hate come with it

I'ma worry 'bout income, nigga

To my death, yeah, we all gon' get it, reinvent it

They out to get you

I don't care if the hate come with it

I'ma worry 'bout income, nigga

To my death, yeah, we all gon' get it, reinvent it

I hate what I am, so I can't be sober

Your touch is enough to ruin my composure

My mistake, I took you for a different person

You drive hate into me, now I'm the burden

You drive hate into me, now I'm the burden

So long, farewell to my favorite addiction

So long, farewell to my favorite addiction

So long, farewell to my favorite addiction

I'ma make this experience traumatic

I'ma make the experience traumatic

I'ma make the experience traumatic

Traumatic, traumatic

I'ma make the experience traumatic

I'ma make the experience traumatic

I'ma make the experience traumatic

Traumatic, traumatic

I'ma make the experience traumatic

I'ma make the experience traumatic

I'ma make the experience traumatic

Traumatic, traumatic

I'ma make the experience traumatic

I'ma make the experience traumatic

I'ma make the experience traumatic

Traumatic