Apesh*t lyrics

[Hook] x2
Apesh*t! Dummy lose your mind
Go apesh*t!
I think I'm going blind
Apesh*t! Break your neck, break your spine
Apesh*t! Again and again!

[Verse 1: Prof]
Slap me I’m a lunatic
My mama’s so afraid of me
Someone press the panic button
Nothing you can say to me
Guerrilla style
Throwing missiles in your house
p*ssing miles, Robert Child
Lose your mind - rip it out
Start a fight
Take a couple shots you could pass the pipe
Everybody know there ain’t no afterlife
Laughing halfway through the traffic light
If you got a problem that I'm losing my mind
Suicidal motherf*cker
Taking two at a time
Stepping on ya and I kill ya while I’m doing a vine
Look at it and the different benefits, the ahh
Deepak your Prof I will win forever
Come drink with the king if ye ain’t scared of the weather
Single moms in strip clubs - punani tsunami
Came in the cab
I’m bout to leave in a Bugatti
AHHH! I’m only leaving when the bouncers fighting
Bodies moving
Who’s these dudes that’s in here shooting
Terrorist music, terrorist music
Panic, panic, panic, panic
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[Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame]
They want that find the [?]
Get it good and finesse em out of his work sh*t
FN bark like a pitbull when I let it off I murk sh*t
Get my graveyard like a work shift
Made 50k on my worst flip
Then went to Waka Flocka
b*tch I'm famous
Need a 100 band for this verse sh*t
This good as long as my arm tied
Try to rob me you get hog tied
I'm from Clayco that's the Southside
Sick a dog on em like a raw hide
Bunch of real n*ggas on this side
Get your pus*y n*ggas on that side
I know what they want
My boy know what I want
Send me kush like every month
I roll 4 grams in my blunt
I got life inside my trunk
Keep a chopper if you stunt
pus*y play tough if you want
You a dead man
I'm from Riverdale where them boys going ham
Blam
RIOTS
f*cking turn up b*tch this real
I'ma talk about a riot
I don't give a f*ck about a cop, I'll start a fire and a riot
We about to spill into the streets talking about a real riot
{​​​panic, panic, panic}​​​
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