Dam Thats Tragic (feat. Vaun the Don)

The fucking first that's if you wanna know my place
I roll a Spliff and spark it to then I smoke it in your face
I'm off that wedding cake that pressure pack I don't know what to say
I need that real ZAZA n***a I ain't come to play
You said what you heard me n***a let me count the cash
That's a no I snatch it from this goofy white boy I hit the dash
Seven dollars that I gave him probably threw it in the trash
I just spit on this n***a I used them bills to wipe my ass
I ain't gonna say no names n***a said that it's on sight but I knew that n***a he gay
How you was trying to press me n***a you was trying to be my bae
Gay ass n***a all the fruity names start with J
Woah Nigga never mind that
I hit this stain straight out the park not even your dog could find that
I'm all black straight to my socks it look like I been selling crack
You ain't on shit goofy n***a ya ass just been on snap
Bitch's think it's PS4 no goofy hoe I do not play
I charged her 50 for a dime I hit you up the same way
I hit a kick replace the k
Lil bitch I spit in your face
You ain't do shit back you a pussy okay
Light weight ass n***a's get turnt off a Palm Bay
How you simping for that hoe that bitch built like Harambe
Lemme pull up to your crib yeah let's hear what your moms say
Kik you mad as hell I'm in a calm State
Fly as hell so I'm feelin like iron man
This shit too hard to be sitting so I gotta stand
I'm dripped out n***a really truer than the Buddha man
I'm cooking these n***a's up like I hit them with a frying pan
Who can suck these nuts bitch Lil hoe you can
We Rodin got are groups all together just like the blue man
I'm on the street boxing street fighter like I'm Ryu man
Hit him with a left and then the right the Shoryuken

If I see her mans then you know I'm gonna blast it
Put him in a casket hit him with a ratchet
I been took his girl now he a mad bitch
Shits so sad bitch
How I took his girl then I already passed it
Bitch's playing games but this shit ain't no madden
Any bitch I want then I already have it
Smoking on your dead homie damn that shit so tragic
Damn that's tragic
Tints on windows so I fuck ya bitch in the V
Roll down the window just so you could see
An shorty buss down she fuck the whole team
How you wanna fight then you went and called the D's
Damn that shit so crazy
Now she wanna date me
Now she acting crazy
I just need a check so fuck you pay me
Bitch's funny shit's entertaining
When I go to school bitch's talk shit in Spanish
I been getting bread but this ain't no sandwich
I be doing me an these bitch's can't stand it
Hit it with a Blick give his ass brain damage
She ain't tell her man about the shit I did
But if he coming crazy he could get this Blick
You a lil ass bitch and he ain't on shit
You like five foot three you a lil ass kid



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Writer(s): Hunter Mcmann
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