Apeshit

[Hook] x2 Apeshit! Dummy lose your mind Go apeshit! I think I'm going blind Apeshit! Break your neck, break your spine Apeshit! 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 Pissing 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 motherfucker 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 [Hook] [Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame] They want that find the [?] Get it good and finesse em out of his work shit FN bark like a pitbull when I let it off I murk shit Get my graveyard like a work shift Made 50k on my worst flip Then went to Waka Flocka Bitch I'm famous Need a 100 band for this verse shit 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 niggas on this side Get your pussy niggas 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 Pussy put [?] if you want You a dead man I'm from Riverdale where them boys going ham Blam RIOTS Fucking turn up bitch this real I'ma talk about a riot I don't give a fuck 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}​​​ [Hook]