PTSD (feat. Bandmann YB)

I got PTSD from fighting all these demons in my sleep
Better lay low behind them tinted windows when we creep
Ain't no nba but if you play wit us you gon get sweeped
Like the nfl, my niggas throwing bombs go catch em deep
Like a villain know we plotting watch em move before we leap
On my face is a black mask in the dark you cannot see
All that talking on the net boy you best be moving deep
Catch him lacking pistol packing niggas lay him in the streets

Tell em get back for his guys that's a lot of RIPs
My niggas would get right on the time but we tryna push the peace
Ik bandmann in that trap he keep it jumping like some fleas
Ik some hoes that'll pull up they sucking Dick just for a G
I be pushing peace but sometimes niggas get me in that mode
Whole gang we sugar free, think It's sweet till 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 ik he ain't gon fold
Flip them packs
And send it home
If niggas rat
Get em gone
Grab your strap
When you leave for your home
Best move tact
Gotta keep it on
Them demons back
Won't leave me 'lone
Put that Mac
Right to ya dome
Get em whacked
Send em on
Get em whacked
Like send em home

I got PTSD from fighting all these demons in my sleep
Better lay low behind them tinted windows when we creep
Ain't no nba but if you play wit us you gon get sweeped
Like the nfl, my niggas throwing bombs go catch em deep
Like a villain know we plotting watch em move before we leap
On my face is a black mask in the dark you cannot see
All that talking on the net boy you best be moving deep
Catch him lacking pistol packing niggas lay him in the streets

It's me and Jordan don't come to close give me 50 feet
I pulled up 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'll get beat
I go crazy in the trap and in the kitchen ima beast
Bitch, I don't sleep inviting demons they keep coming after me
I got 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 guns up in the air if you fuck with me
I'm so hot I burned the block I got law sitting in the street
Buddy be smoking what I'm selling if he think he fucking with me
Ima felon and you know I keep that yeah next to me
I'm so abnormal I'm not just anybody, I'm Bandmann YB

I got PTSD from fighting all these demons in my sleep
Better lay low behind them tinted windows when we creep
Ain't no nba but if you play wit us you gon get sweeped
Like the nfl, my niggas throwing bombs go catch em deep
Like a villain know we plotting watch em move before we leap
On my face is a black mask in the dark you cannot see
All that talking on the net boy you best be moving deep
Catch him lacking pistol packing niggas lay him in the streets