Lyrics S.O.S - P-Trill feat. Champagne Jay

Yuh, stop shootin', start blastin', Laker legend with no Magic
Seen you ridin' in a stoley, b-but them niggas ain't ya homies
One move and they gon' all knee, stop the shootin', can't control me
Wanna turn into the old me, makin' sure you see the gold teeth
All they wanna do is loan these hands out in the nose bleeds
I remember I was lonely, now these females really owe me toppy
Used to be callin' me Papi, now they gon' like it and watch me
"Hands up," how the cops be, hands up how my opps be, silent
Shit could get crazy, violent (Violent)
I'm seein' colors, violet (Violet)
First class, private, I remember we was wildin'
Buyin' guns, tryna hide it, automatics, really light it
Gold touch like Midas, never know until you in it
Turn me up, livid, bankrolls, vivid
Smokin' in my mama kitchen, now I'm here, you wanna switch it
Seen 'em shake and now they dippin' (Dippin')
S.O.S, you better listen (Listen), S.O.S, you better listen

(S.O.S, you better listen, yuh) Uh

Cold hearted, I'm related to yetis
I don't know why these fools wanna test me
I ain't a killer, but nigga, don't tempt me
Movin' like Cell, I won't stop 'til he empty
Niggas like, "Chill, Trill, why so aggressive?
Just take a chill pill with your expressions"
Nah, tryna kill Bill is my objective
I give 'em the real deal in every session
Ayy, all these cops are killers, doin' timeless drillings
Only time you feel us when we dead
The only time you feel us when we come around
And you push us down by our heads
Wait, then I hear, "Don't make a sound
Or you gettin' rounds," aimin' for my crown
Nigga, no, you ain't valid, don't come to town
We don't play around, turn to you to a pound, uh
To a pound of the gas, pass you to Jay, he turnin' you to ash, ayy
We ain't ever do the dash (Ayy), feelin' like Hulk, now I'm 'bout to—
Shh, okay, I ain't really gonna say too much
Make me mad and I'ma get too rough
I turn to a different person when I'm closin' curtains
Is that really why you wanna cuff?
Skin cinnamon, so you knee the head
Pinnin' us down, now we can't breathe
Stop all the tears and the bloodshed (Bloodshed)
Black lives matter, for them I speak (Yes)
I'm-I'm a voice for the reckless
No more faces on a necklace
Take Blacks off your checklist
Got me on that S.O.S shit, stop shootin', start helpin'