Текст песни New Regime - SATRAP

Ring around the rosy
Got a pocket full of posies
Everybody know my name
But ain't nobody really know me

I been fillin' up the quotas
Tryna take it to the coda
Motherfucker try to screw me
Imma callate la boca

I been sippin on the soda
Fuck it get me Arizona
I don't want no Coca-Cola
Imma cut it with the rona

I ain't tryna move it
Baby girl you tryna groove it
Imma take you out to dance
Imma show you how to do it

I need all my dark thoughts to just go away
Lock em in a box imma keep em for another day
Let pandora open when I need her she'll be on the way
Hoping that that trauma won't be fucking up my wedding day

I been steady losing sleep
I been fucking losing hair
I'm so scared of losing you
You pushed me far beyond repair

Sitting on your couch and talking ain't been doing shit for me
Fuck you think you doin' I ain't growing from this therapy
Ya trippin'

I been tryna write hit that block throw your hands up
It's been getting tight on that clock like some cancer
Got a record on my mind and I ain't got no answers
Hit straight from the dome yeah I can't trust my fucking standards

Drop motherfucker let me hit em with a bop
Imma shop, make another goodie show up in the box
Imma cop, crazy colors on another pair of shoes
I got crazy habits but you know that's how we do

Bitch you better be a doctor you can show me where the cash at
I been tellin' crazy mamas ain't no way I back that
Baby bouta do it and there ain't no way to plan that
Only spittin facts, matter fact call me SATRAP

I'm just finna make you proud
Living in your dating town
Chillin with the fam that you trust and not that other crowd

I been praying I could dream
All I ever do is scream
Think about a world where they never got a New Regime

Ring around the rosy
Got a pocket full of posies
Everybody know my name
But ain't nobody really know me

I been fillin' up the quotas
Tryna take it to the coda
Fucker try to screw me
Imma callate la boca

Hoping that that trauma won't be fucking up my wedding day
Let pandora open when I need her she'll be on the way
I been steady losing sleep
Ain't been doing shit for me
Fuck you think you doing I ain't growing from this therapy

Drop motherfucker let me hit em with a bop
Imma shop, make another goodie show up in the box yeah
I been praying I could dream
All I ever do is scream
Think about a world where they never got a New Regime

I been tryna write hit that block throw your hands up
It's been getting tight on that clock like some cancer
Got a record on my mind and I ain't got no answers
Spit straight from the dome yeah I can't trust my fucking standards

Is you is or is you ain't
Drip in gold or drip in paint
Hold em down I ain't a saint
Hold me up intoxicate

I just block the pain away
I just fuck the pain away
Stay awake from day to day
Shooter hit the ricochet

Shooter hit the ricochet