PTSD lyrics

by

Hardrock


[Intro]
Woo
Yeah
Yeah

[Chorus]
Rock out out of control
I think I took her soul
Let these hoes take they toll
Don't care I up the pole
Sometimes got PTSD
Just all the things I see
Don't ever f*ck with me, keep it a buck with me
I done seen a dead body, rocked out the show on molly
We just want a lil party, rockstar b*tch I live Gnarly
Whipping up syrup in the kitchen, They do alot for attention
[?]
Wock and the sh*t unsealed
We get all the honey, Sunday all the way to Sunday
I go in a Rari, Slide on a monday
As soon as I open the door, See ashes on the floor
You see I might just go on tour and be living good won't be living poor

[Bridge]
Got this b*tch she bad, she just want the stash, you know how I get down ima hit then hit the dash
Treat her like a blunt, hit that b*tch and pass, rocking black ski mask when we slide on they ass
[Chorus]
Rock out out of control
I think I took her soul
Let these hoes take they toll
Don't care I up the pole
Sometimes got PTSD
Just all the things I see
Don't ever f*ck with me, keep it a buck with me
I done seen a dead body, Rocked out the show on molly
We just want a lil party, Rockstar b*tch I live Gnarly
Whipping up syrup in the kitchen, They do alot for attention
[?]
Wock and the sh*t unsealed
We get all the honey, Sunday all the way to Sunday
I go in a Rari, Slide on a monday
As soon as I open the door, See ashes on the floor
You see I might just go on tour and be living good won't be living poor
Got this b*tch she bad, she just want the stash, you know how I get down ima hit then hit the dash
Treat her like a blunt, hit that b*tch and pass, rocking black ski mask when we slide on they ass
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