Gulag

[Intro]
Ahh
Get sent to the-
Yo 3lack what the hell man
He's got PTSD
Cah he stepped in a few traps
How many fiends did he see OD?
Got sent to the gulag
The streets get too mad
Boogie

[Chorus]
He's got PTSD
Street trauma cah he stepped in a few traps
How many fiends did he see OD?
Got sent to the gulag
Cah he grew up in a warzone
Need more dough so the streets get too mad
Bad b's love p's
Them man have got poor traits so it's me that drew that
He's got PTSD
Street trauma cah he stepped in a few traps
How many fiеnds did he see OD?
Got sent to the gulag
Cah hе grew up in a warzone
Need more dough so the streets get too mad
Bad b's love p's
Them man have got poor traits so it's me that drew that

[Verse]
Sweet one catting
She can't manage
Like Graeme she needs that Souness
Looks like Ashanti, come put that body on me
What's love, baby don't be foolish
Swizz when I beat, on to the next one
Come over I'll show you the blueprint
Sent her back like Terry
Next mission in a tomtom I'm cruising
I got white chicks on the way in
Came from Manny and belts with h's
Heard that the beat was amazing
Like bringing flowers to a wedding, rose to the occasion
As soon as they came in, like the island, had them gyal tripping
Imma take her body on a journey
I transport her like Jason Statham
In the field new sticks they're buying
Tryna leave your top red like Munich
He got caught with 4 and a baby
They put the stick to his heart like Cupid
Cause they grew up in a warzone
Fried like cod
Then sent to the gulag
How many man got put in a spliff
They hit him up, came back with 2 packs
Few bad bs calling me now in the Benz while her mans still walking around
Respect on my name when she talks to me now
She call me sir cause her man is a clown
Can you go down? She said I can sir
She'll air his text, she ain't watching her phone
Her friends in the other room complaining
Look if you wanna leave her go
Babe I don't care about your horoscope
I just want to corn every whore I scope
They lie about drilling that's Capricorn
She's a Leo give her d like Caprio
Soon tour us cause we shut down shows
But that's enough about star signs
Got her chest out like please you're a star, sign here
Then her legs got split like apartheid
But it wasn't all black and white
She was 50 shades when I get up in the middle
Like Malcom cause I'm close to your ex
She said you're a right prick but she's keeping it civil
In the warzone get sent to the gulag
Covered in red but that shit weren't spray paint
Gloves on, coming for your box like Joshua
But he's gone without a trace like AJ

[Chorus]
He's got PTSD
Street trauma cah he stepped in a few traps
How many fiends did he see OD?
Got sent to the gulag
Cah he grew up in the warzone
Need more dough so the streets get too mad
Bad b's love p's
Them man have got poor traits so it's me that drew that
He's got PTSD
Street trauma cah he stepped in a few traps
How many fiends did he see OD?
Got sent to the gulag
Cah he grew up in the warzone
Need more dough so the streets get too mad
Bad b's love p's
Them man have got poor traits so it's me that drew that