Traumatized Remix lyrics

by

Hurricane Wisdom



[Intro]
(Jet, you did it again)

[Chorus: Lil Toonk]
Ever since I dropped that "Rap or Drill," I don't know what happened
Had my partner trail the black track, I'm ridin' clean with automatic
She wanted Lululemon, can't pay for that, she knowin' I'm not her daddy
Triple cross, I was down with the plan, you don't think I know what happened
Real steppers, you can't tell how they look 'cause my partner crashed in Lanvins
In this life, startin' not to f*ck with n*ggas, in the Lam' chop with my daddy
Javonte died, tryna stain for bro, I been turned up my savage
Extra di*ks inside my pants, you know Lil Toonk too different packin'

[Verse 1: Lil Toonk]
Free Big Ju, we finally doin' right, made a livin' off prison packages
Oh, okay, fast cars and sh*t, no, can't lie, my life is lit
If the rap don't work, then I won't go broke, I'll make a ho pay for di*k
The white folks want me for them M's, so I'm really plenty rich
Yeah, I heard a cousin f*ck with the opps, hate me a friendly b*tch
Yeah, I needed help, nobody saved me, Cybertruck, it's doin' two-eighty
My opp got shot, but he ain't die, we unpluggin' sh*t up at Grady
Lil Migo died, okay, Taiwan died, no way, huh
Backend died, I'm tryna grieve, but he in a better place
The judge want me done with drillin', no, I haven't thought 'bout Quay, no
I can't lie like I don't f*ck with houses, I'll blow up where you stay
Inhale from the spot he traumatized, I changed the way he lay
[Chorus: Lil Toonk & Hurricane Wisdom]
Ever since I dropped that "Rap or Drill," I don't know what happened
Had my partner trail the black track, I'm ridin' clean with automatic
She wanted Lululemon, can't pay for that, she knowin' I'm not her daddy
Triple cross, I was down with the plan, you don't think I know what happened
Real steppers, you can't tell how they look 'cause my partner crashed in Lanvins
In this life, startin' not to f*ck with n*ggas, in the Lam' chop with my daddy
Javonte died, tryna stain for bro, I been turned up my savage
Extra di*ks inside my pants, you know Lil Toonk too different packin' (Ayy, ayy)

[Verse 2: Hurricane Wisdom]
Ever since I dropped that "Giannis" sh*t, I just been havin'
So many semis in this chop, we shoot this sh*t, sound automatic, opps ain't real
Check that car behind me, think that boy want static, I got steel
Draco right on side me, two Glocks in my bag, this sh*t get real
I done lost so many soldiers to this madness
Keep ready to show, b*tch, I will blast it
Hope you know I'm never passive, I'm for sure
That n*gga play and he gon' see
That n*gga play and he gon'— wait, uh, hey
That n*gga play, I let him have it
Squeeze this b*tch, it turn to rapid
Gotta know I ain't just rappin'
If I press that button, he get zapped
Y'all should know them boys get active
I put this sh*t on top his head and say, "On God, I don't know what happened"
On God, I don't know what happened
[Chorus: Lil Toonk]
Ever since I dropped that "Rap or Drill," I don't know what happened
Had my partner trail the black track, I'm ridin' clean with automatic
She wanted Lululemon, can't pay for that, she knowin' I'm not her daddy
Triple cross, I was down with the plan, you don't think I know what happened
Real steppers, you can't tell how they look 'cause my partner crashed in Lanvins
In this life, startin' not to f*ck with n*ggas, in the Lam' chop with my daddy
Javonte died, tryna stain for bro, I been turned up my savage
Extra di*ks inside my pants, you know Lil Toonk too different packin'
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