'DAMN'

What? (Get the fuck out my head)
(Bro, what the fuck?)
What? (D. Hill)
What? (That nigga ass trippin')
What? (We global now)
What?
What? (Yeah)
What? (Yeah)

(Yeah) I'm on that lean, but I ain't slippin' (nah)
I keep the 5 by my side (keep that 5 by my side)
A nigga ass play, he gon' die (he gon' die)
Damn, lil' buddy made the news, Fox 5 (Fox 5)
They say they get out there, but I know they lyin' (they lyin')
We step on they block, then they run, and go hide (hide)
We hang with them demons, they ready to ride (ride)
You play, and we send them to God (God)

Can't tell by they fiendin', ready to gеt fried
Gang locked down, screamin', "Free thеm guys" (Homixide, Homixide)
This shit in them raps, these niggas be slidin'
I swear that this shit is no bap, we smokin' H5
This some Glocks (snot), guitars (snot), and big bodies
My brah gotta top off bars and exotics
Just give 'em the drop (yeah), then spark the shit out of it (yeah)
Just give 'em the drop (yeah), then spark the shit out of it (yeah)

Shoot out, shoot out, let's spark, da shoot out
Homixide gang, we gon' draw down and do brah (Homixide)
I hang with them demons, they ready to ride
If you give them a reason, they ready to slide (ready to slide)
They still be cappin' and rappin' them lies (lies)
Lil' buddy gon' go and still be lyin' like, why? Yeah
I give 'em the drop, they slide, yeah
They do for the 5, they do for the 5, yeah

Just know no question, my brother gon' slide (you know he gon' slide)
Hop in this car, we got sticks in our ride (sticks in my ride)
I pop me another then smoke the H5
Smokin' this shit, I caught me a vibe
Then we pull up, stunt again, bring my brothers in (Gang)
Finna snot his ass (snot)
Lay 'em up for weeks (Gang), get the drop (snot)
Got his ass (snot)

I'm on that lean, but I ain't slippin' (nah)
I keep the 5 by my side (right by my side)
A nigga ass play, he gon' die (he gon' die)
Damn, lil' buddy made the news, Fox 5 (Fox 5)
They say they get out there, but I know they lyin' (they lyin')
We step on they block, then they run (run), and go hide (hide)
We hang (hang) with them demons, they ready to ride (ride)
You play (play), and we send them to God (God)

Can't tell by they fiendin', ready to get fried (Gang shit)
Gang locked down, screamin', "Free them guys" (Homixide, Homixide)
This shit in them raps, these niggas be slidin' (snot, snot)
I swear that this shit is no bap, we smokin' H5
This some Glocks, guitars, and big bodies (snot)
My brah gotta top off bars and exotics
Just give 'em the drop (yeah), then spark the shit out of it (yeah)
Just give 'em the drop (yeah), then spark the shit out of it (shit)



Credits
Writer(s): Demetrius Robert Chatman, Keyon Thomas, Devonte Cromartie, Darius Hill
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