Trauma Lyrics

Yea

Aye where my cup at?

Shit

BHM!

I Had to say sorry to mama

Told bm don't got time for no drama

I got rich off these plants like a farmer

Had to go get some ice for the trauma

Aint join band but my Glock got a drum

I still buss down a gar with thumb

Popped a pill now my body turnt numb

3 hoes with me they tryna have fun

Tryna get faded

4 cups of remy now she actin wasted

She grabbin my belt says she just wanna taste it

In love with these freaks I can't fuck nothing basic

She poured me a cup I don't need me no chaser

I start up the foreign like who wanna race it?

Might just start up the foreign like who wanna race it?

Shawty so bad damn she might be the devil

My heart just turnt black like the pot or the kettle

Step on the gas I be pushin the pedal

Bouquet of za might just roll up a petal

I been Chasin money not here for the ride

I Made myself a boss so no way to get fired

My car burnin rubber I still don't get tired

When the voices come back gotta find me a lighter

I been a loner I stay in my lane

I just want money I don't want the fame

The new kid in town they thought I was lame

Til I got some money now they know my name

Designer my denim my Glock gotta fit it

I don't rock hats not no SnapBack or fitted

12 got behind me my gas tank on empty

I though about takin em all thru the city

My sons gone be straight and my daughter will too

Might drop a new song call it "Fathers Pt 2"

I think bout my kids when I be in the booth

They the reason I'm still on this earth here with you

Nina beside me I stay with my tool

Ice in my veins I'm just playin it cool

If I'm pouring up need a 4 not a 2

I been feelin lost like I don't have a clue

I Had to say sorry to mama

Told bm don't got time for no drama

I got rich off these plants like a farmer

Had to go get some ice for the trauma

Aint join band but my Glock got a drum

I still buss down a gar with thumb

Popped a pill now my body turnt numb

3 hoes with me they tryna have fun

Tryna get faded

4 cups of remy now she actin wasted

She grabbin my belt says she just wanna taste it

In love with these freaks I can't fuck nothing basic

She poured me a cup I don't need me no chaser

I start up the foreign like who wanna race it?

Might just start up the foreign like who wanna race it?

(Lehh go)

I Had to say sorry to mama

Told bm don't got time for no drama

I got rich off these plants like a farmer

Had to go get some ice for the trauma

Aint join band but my Glock got a drum

I still buss down a gar with thumb

Popped a pill now my body turnt numb

3 hoes with me they tryna have fun

Tryna get faded

4 cups of remy now she actin wasted

She grabbin my belt says she just wanna taste it

In love with these freaks I can't fuck nothing basic

She poured me a cup I don't need me no chaser

I start up the foreign like who wanna race it?

Might just start up the foreign like who wanna race it?