Damn

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Damn
Uh

Holla at your troop
In the coupe
What you tryna do?
Ain't no snoopin' you
When I'm loose
Smoke a pack of boof
Bitches thinking they hilarious
Bro, I laugh at you
Ain't no time to cock it bitch I'm coming with that Pikachu
Ice on my right hand, fight with my left
(Ain't no type) and I'm quite sad, 'pression been my guest
This my lifestyle, pipe loud, fuck it, I'm upset
Issa flex, on my neck, hold regret, he a threat, yeah

Damn, he got blood up on his hands
If you see him comin', I won't tell you where I am
Hell, he tryna take me for my wealth
Pop him in the shoulder, Imma see him up in hell
Come outside, lookin' for my bread
If we meet him, shoot him in the head
We gon' come thru, like a damn
We gon' come thru like a mother fucking damn

I'm so sick and tired, of the lies, please don't come inside
When I'm in the mood I come alive, let me summarize
Live a humble life, normal height, this is do or die
If you catch a body you get added to the paradise
Oh
Gimmie top inside the Lowe's (Inside the Lowe's)
And my chain swinging' to your throat (To yo' throat)
If she question me, I let her go (Let her go)
What's inside the van, damn
Higher than the grand, can'
Ass so juicy, canned ham
And I only have one question
Is that Lamborghini Mercy or is that a Trans Am?

Damn, he got blood up on his hands
If you see him comin', I won't tell you where I am
Hell, he tryna take me for my wealth
Pop him in the shoulder, Imma see him up in hell
Come outside, lookin' for my bread
If we meet him, shoot him in the head
We gon' come thru, like a damn
We gon' come thru like a mother fucking damn