Traumatizëd!

[Intro]

I think I died and I don't know why

I been getting high off these Percs and this drank, yeah, I ben traumatized

We still young but we really G.O.A.Ts

We got all these hoes matching throats

You already know how this go, all that shit for show

(This is a $HMONEY EXCLUSIVE)

("This Cade, is it actually?)

Traumatized

(You fuckin' with BLUFFA PLUG exclusive)

Ooh (Curesful)

[Chorus]

Yeah, I think I died and I don't know why

I been getting high off these Percs and this drank, yeah, I ben traumatized

We still young but we really G.O.A.Ts

We got all these hoes matching throats

You already know how this go, all that shit for show

Yeah, this chain on VS1-sie (The realest)

Really got all these racks, I'm not fronting (No)

I went and fucked my money up, that shit was cumming

I came from the bottom, yeah, I came up from nothing (Yeah)

I can't trust nobody but myself, but I was up to something (Eer)

I tried to watch my twizzys fly

All of my guys gon' slide

None of my guys gon' die

[Verse]

'Cause I'm always gon' cry (Hmm, R.I.P.)

We sip muddy, boy, I'm not your buddy (At all)

I don't even know nobody (No), I don't even know no better (Huh)

I only know myself, I come lay all this wealth (Bag)

Why you got to keep shit from me? I call Wockesha my honey (No)

Can't get the keys to this Humvee

Smoking this gas in that hundred dollar bill now I got me money munchies (Go)

Bitch, I'm in this fuckin' Trackhawk on the blacktop, rubber burning (Skrrt)

I bring the bitch to the trap spot, it's a hot spot

Wi-Fi, I got whole lot of fuckin' racks on me, bitch, I'm balling

I'm off the opiates, I'm off the X, I ain't waking up 'til I see the morning (Ack)

When it come down to it, who you gon' call?

Who you gon' trust when it's only just us?

Yeah, you know I'm the G.O.A.T., you don't got to admit it

Now I'm just talking on this beat (Talking)

Like it's just you and just me

We can set aside all the beef

We all traumatized from the homicide whether it's drugs or it's from the street, yeah

But it's one problem, I still follow in love with them RPs (Oxy)

I could die tomorrow, so if I do then be at peace

Y'all fake, y'all wouldn't even have y'all brother out if it came to a lease

But don't get it twised, it's only for family, the rest of these people can suck on my dick from the bleachers

Y'all bugging so much, you a flee (Ooh)

I ain't did none of this shit for free (Yeah)

None of this shit was cheap (Big bag)

Grind for years, no sleep

On this beat I spilled a lot (Maybe too much)

Yeah (Ooh), Gave it all I got, most y'all talk a lot

Spilling too much sauce, she drinking on my kids

(I don't wanna die like this)

[Chorus]

Yeah, I think I died and I don't know why

I been getting high off these Percs and this drank, yeah, I ben traumatized

We still young but we really G.O.A.Ts

We got all these hoes matching throats

You already know how this go, all that shit for show

Yeah, this chain on VS1-sie (The realest)

Really got all these racks, I'm not fronting (No)

I went and fucked my money up, that shit was cumming

I came from the bottom, yeah, I came up from nothing (Yeah)

I can't trust nobody but myself, but I was up to something (Eer)

I tried to watch my twizzys fly

All of my guys gon' slide

None of my guys gon' die