Since99 - Panic At The Trap! lyrics

Oh, well, imagine
As I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor
And I can't help but to hear
No, I can't help but to
Hear an exchanging of words
"What a beautiful wedding!
What a beautiful wedding!"
Says a bridesmaid to a waiter
"And yes, but what a shame, what a shame
The poor groom's bride is a whore"

Panic in my disco when he off of the sativa
Bitch, I'm movin' onto Tina
I ain't fuckin' with Geneva
If you lookin' for a handout
Ain't fuckin' with you either
I get paid to stand and speak
Just like a Walmart greeter
When I took her out to Beni's
She done turned into an eater, uh
Rollin' up that Gary, that shit
Louder than a speaker, uh
Do I pull up in a Dodge RAM or a two-seater?
Takin' trips around the damn world
We some sightseers

I got bands up in this bitch
You rockin' Abercrombie & Fitch
I'm rollin' seven, like I'm Vick
We creepin' all black, John Wick
You shootin' shit, no
But you gon' need aim assist
He better stop talkin' like ticks
I put this ring up on my fist, uh
Now I feel like I just went to Golden Suns
Yeah, I got Nathaniel