PTSD ft. Bandmann YB Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I just want the paper
Last Atlantis with that money
I don't wanna wait yo, I just want the paper
I just want the paper, the paper, the paper
I don't wanna wait yo, I just want the paper
I just want the paper, the paper, the paper
I got PTSD fightin' all these demons in my sleep
Better lay low behind them tinted windows when we creep
Ain't no NBA, but if you play with us you gon' get sweeped
Like the NFL, my niggas throwin' bombs go catch em' deep
Like a villain, know we plottin', watch him move before we leap
On my face is a black mask in the dark you cannot see
All that talkin' on the net, boy, you best be movin' deep
Catch em' lackin' pistol packin', niggas lay em' in the streets
Tell em' get back for his guys that's a lotta R.I.Ps
My niggas a get right on the time, but we tryna push the peace
I know Bandmann in the trap he keep it jumpin' like some fleas
I know some hoes that'll pull up they suckin' dick just for a G
I be pushin' peace, but sometimes niggas get me in that mode
Whole gang we sugar free, think it's sweet til' niggas up them poles
I'll be quick to squeeze, if I need to I won't hesitate to blow
But I put my trust in T, cause when it's time I know he ain't gon' fold
Flip them packs, and send it home
If niggas rat, get em' gone
Grab your strap, when you leave your home
Best move tact, gotta keep it on
Them demons back, won't leave me lone
Put that Mac, right to your dome
Get em' whacked, send em' on
Get em' whacked, like send em' home
I got PTSD fightin' all these demons in my sleep
Better lay low, behind them tinted windows when we creep
Ain't no NBA, but if you play with us you gon' get sweeped
Like the NFL, my niggas throwin' bombs go catch em' deep
Like a villain, know we plottin', watch em' move before we leap
On my face is a black mask, in the dark you cannot see
All that talkin' on the net, boy, you best be movin' deep
Catch em' lackin', pistol packin', niggas lay em' in the streets
It's me and Jordan, don't come too close give us 50 feet
I put em' on the V, run off, I tell the monsters time to eat
Can't bring your phone when you with me, you leak anything, then you get beat
I go crazy in the trap and in the kitchen I'm a beast
Bitch, I don't sleep, been fightin' demons they keep comin' after me
I got a Uzi with that shit up on that bitch, you can die in peace
Life ain't fair, so I don't play fair, tell them boys don't fuck with me
To all the killers, put your gun up in the air if you fuck with me
I'm so hot, I burned the block I got the law sitting on the street
Buddy be smokin' what I'm sellin' if he think he fuckin' with me
Bitch, I'm a felon and you know I keep that yea next to me
I'm so abnormal, I'm not just anybody, I'm Bandmann YB
I got PTSD, fightin' all these demons in my sleep
Better lay low, behind them tinted windows when we creep
Ain't no NBA, but if you play with us you gon' get sweeped
Like the NFL, my niggas throwin' bombs go catch em' deep
Like a villain, know we plottin', watch em' move before we leap
On my face is a black mask, in the dark you cannot see
All that talkin' on the net, boy, you best be movin' deep
Catch em' lackin', pistol packin', niggas layin' em' in the streets