PTSD (Demo) City Morgue

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[Intro: ZillaKami]
Ayy, holy war
(Holy way)
Ayy, holy war

[Chorus: ZillaKami]
I wake up with hand on grip (Woo)
Wake up with hoes on deck (Woo)
I wake up with Remington (Woo)
Wake up with no options (Woo)

[Verse 1: SosMula]
(Mula)
Lost all my work when the pot bust (Work)
Threw it out the window when the cops rushed (Fuck outta here)
Pussy ass nigga, you is not us (Bitch), pop up
Now your fuckin' brain's gettin' mopped up (Rrah), my guap up
J-Jumpin' on the jet, it ain't JetBlue (No no)
Niggas frontin' on the net, I'ma catch you (Fuck outta here)
I'ma pop a vessel, I'ma fuckin' deck you (Bitch)
.38 special, curl 'em like a pretzel (Rrah)
Crash in the coupe (Skrrt), do the Crash Bandicoot (Skrrt)
I'ma crash in the coupe (Skrrt), do the Crash Bandicoot (Skrrt)
Clip on the Draco (Rrah), tip on potato (Rrah)
Emoji halos (Rrah), R.I.P. your baby bro (Mula)

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