Lyrics

[Intro: Trauma] At this point, I don't give a fuck about how nobody feel (I know the same shit) Like, since a lil' nigga, I've been on the same shit, like Raw shit, like Look [Verse 1: Trauma] I had the same opps like the second grade, I swear they never changed They said they see me, they gon' shoot me, but ain't never bang (Bitch) If you ain't from here, you should never claim Ain't tryna bum on why the fuck you bang (Stupid) You was never gang Me and Momo, we've been dolo, it's just me and him Eyes closed, how the fuck you shoot and you can't see thе rim? Your bro a ho, it's just me and him (Bitch) He said hello to my littlе friend Bang, this my F&N He not a trapper, he do business He fuck with me, he be on CNN, on never seen again I said I'll never drink the lean again (A lie) Until I got a call for the pint (Now I'm a fiend again, pour me up) [Chorus: Trauma] I never told, never flip or never put no ho before the clique How that look to put my bro after a bitch? I'm puttin' ounces in a zip, them fluid ounces when I sip Take him down 'cause I be higher than a bitch, that's some real shit (Skrrt) [Verse 2: Trauma] Now we swervin' The pieces, bro, I'm hurtin' They got him, are you certain? [?], I'm right of Birkin [?] hurt this bitch, I'm certain I've been lurkin' I've been sick, bitch, I need nursin' (Ah, rrr, facts) Fuck bein' sober, where the meds at? If you think we beefin' 'bout a bitch, then you can dead that So fuck these bitches, where your head at? (Fuck a bitch) It's either be Courage the Cowardly Dog or be a scared cat Lions, tigers, bears, it's gorillas over here Ain't no rats, snakes, fakes, they know we realer over here Shoot his beanie with the Sigel, he could feel it in the air It ain't nothin' but some killers over there (That's some real shit) Keep your distance, bro (Bitch) All I want is a consistant ho That I could fuck and get a bro, now that's a give and go I got a bird bitch who pigeon toed I got a chicken in the kitchin' water whippin', I got different [?] Never will I change, I'll forever be the same I'm forever pourin' drank, you ain't never feel my pain I will never let a lame try to take me out this game (That's why I gotta bang, bang, bang) I made this rap shit my trap, bitch (Facts) I gave packs to my packs, now we stack chips I got my trap doin' backflips (Ayy) And my pockets [?] fat bitch Yeah, my knots, yeah, they that thick Tallied free, we just tryna get our salary Get the green P's and salary I just gotta sit All my niggas leaves on the money tree (I swear to God I just wanna see all of us get rich, real shit, no lie) Fuck a ho nigga plottin', mama spoil me rotten In the studio noddin', I've been at work like a goblin Know they lookin', they watchin', niggas schemin', so watch Always put why you rotten and you get shot in your noggin I'm just fixin' my problems, gave her dick, now she wildin' (Come on, baby girl, you know I ain't got time for that shit, I ain't never switched up) I never told Never flip up for no ho bitch for the clip [Chorus: Trauma] I never told, never flip or never put no ho before the clique How that look to put my bro after a bitch? I'm puttin' ounces in a zip, them fluid ounces when I sip Take him down 'cause I be higher than a bitch, that's some real shit (Skrrt) [Outro: Trauma] That's some real shit