Traumatic - Kamiyada+, Kwon

Yeah

Midnight

Ayy, yuh, look

Ayy, 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

Stackin' 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

Ayy, 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

Stackin' 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

Ayy, yuh

I might eat a couple of pills, Invite a couple of bitches so we can really

freak it out like

Feelin' like Busta Rhymes, the way I bust a rhyme and get these bitches geekin'

out like

Pussy nigga bust a move, I’ll let you bust the few and then I bust at you

I don’t got too much to lose and not a 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 for permission

'Bout as sharp as the cut that you been in

I will not sedate you to make the incision

Fill your organs with fluid the next step

Filter out all your blood with the excess

Post a pic on the gram that’s a weird flex

Stuck in the eyes, on they mind like a semtex

This shit weighing in deep on your mental

Bet you worry 'bout who out to get you

Keep pretending like we not the issue

When surely enough we gon' make it official

I’ll be happy to assist your suicide

I go forth with the team, bitch it’s do or die

Ain’t no question in tension with you and I

Actively looking for bodies to brutalize

Scribble the check like, «Who next?»

Bring all the press, I confess

Lay out the rest, no contest

Lock me away, I’m a mess

Scribble the check like, «Who next?»

Bring all the press I confess

Lay out the rest no contest

Lock me away, I’m a mess

I don’t care if the hate come with it

I’ma worry 'bout income, nigga

Till my death yeah we all gon' get it

Reinvented

They out to get you

I don’t care if the hate come with it

I’ma worry 'bout income, nigga

Till my death yeah we all gon' get it

Reinvented

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 a burden

You drive hate into me, now I’m a 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 this experience traumatic

I’ma make the experience traumatic

I’ma make the experience traumatic

Traumatic, traumatic

I’ma make this experience traumatic

I’ma make the experience traumatic

I’ma make the experience traumatic

Traumatic, traumatic

I’ma make this experience traumatic

I’ma make the experience traumatic

I’ma make the experience traumatic

Traumatic