Damned
Boy, you bet' not play with me
I'ma leave yo' shit split
I'ma shoot you in the head
Leave you in a ditch, uh
Me and my boys, naw, we don't fuck wit' bitches
I'ma take yo' shit, yeah
Leave you in a ditch, yeah
Shoot you in the head, yeah
Leave yo' brain split, uhh
Shoot 'em with the .30, yeah
Call me Stephen Curry, yeah
Yeah, I'm in a hurry, yeah
Boy you bet' not play wit' me
Shoot 'em like I'm from the streets
Slide like I'm King Von
Do it for my brother, yeah
He lost his life to a gun
And my bro cannot pay bond
And we cannot pay his bond
Yeah, we smokin' Javi, yeah
Smokin' Javi in a bong
Damn, this beat is way too long
This freestyle is just for fun
Freestyle like you shootin' shit
We didn't even start this shit
But they want a problem
We gon' give it to them
GetBack for yo' dead man's
Eternal burning where he lands
We don't even got no plans, no
OTM is off the Xans
Yeah, yeah, I, I'ma beat that bitch with my hands
Teach that boy a lesson
Make sure that he never pulls that bullshit off again
Uhhhh
Yeah, Jaylin, ya' get ya' ass beat
I bet you think I'm funny
If you get a girlfriend, yeah
She gon' bounce on me
Hoppin' like a bunny
I'm playin' with her titties
Fuck you gon' do lil' bitch?
'Cause I know you'ont shoot shit
Only thing you do is spit
Like yo' girlfriend, on my dick
Yeah, I know you mad as shit
Trippin' out like Yoshi
So we call him Hoshi
Or we call him Mss. Leaks
Yeah, I'm a dirty man
And I got dirty plans
I got plans like Putin
When I go up, I bring my mans
Make it rain on Javi crib
Yeah, I bring them dollar bills
The ones wit' blue strips on 'em
I got hella stripes on me
I'on fuck with yo' homies
Yo' homies below me
And they bitches, they gon' blow me
And they gon' blow all my homies
Yeahhh
We just savage like that
Uhh, uh, uh, oh
Slide in that Porsche, yeah
We gon' do 'em dirty, yeah
Shoot 'em with the Mac 10
Shoot 'em with the Uzi, yeah
Leave that boy wet, yeah
Leave him on the cement
Put a dent in his head
Erase all his memories
Like he seen a demon
Now he's gon' meet them
He committed all these sins
He ain't goin' to Heaven
He wished Father saved him
He was out gang banging
Now his soul will be damned
Demons make demons, yeah
I'ma leave yo' shit split
I'ma shoot you in the head
Leave you in a ditch, uh
Me and my boys, naw, we don't fuck wit' bitches
I'ma take yo' shit, yeah
Leave you in a ditch, yeah
Shoot you in the head, yeah
Leave yo' brain split, uhh
Shoot 'em with the .30, yeah
Call me Stephen Curry, yeah
Yeah, I'm in a hurry, yeah
Boy you bet' not play wit' me
Shoot 'em like I'm from the streets
Slide like I'm King Von
Do it for my brother, yeah
He lost his life to a gun
And my bro cannot pay bond
And we cannot pay his bond
Yeah, we smokin' Javi, yeah
Smokin' Javi in a bong
Damn, this beat is way too long
This freestyle is just for fun
Freestyle like you shootin' shit
We didn't even start this shit
But they want a problem
We gon' give it to them
GetBack for yo' dead man's
Eternal burning where he lands
We don't even got no plans, no
OTM is off the Xans
Yeah, yeah, I, I'ma beat that bitch with my hands
Teach that boy a lesson
Make sure that he never pulls that bullshit off again
Uhhhh
Yeah, Jaylin, ya' get ya' ass beat
I bet you think I'm funny
If you get a girlfriend, yeah
She gon' bounce on me
Hoppin' like a bunny
I'm playin' with her titties
Fuck you gon' do lil' bitch?
'Cause I know you'ont shoot shit
Only thing you do is spit
Like yo' girlfriend, on my dick
Yeah, I know you mad as shit
Trippin' out like Yoshi
So we call him Hoshi
Or we call him Mss. Leaks
Yeah, I'm a dirty man
And I got dirty plans
I got plans like Putin
When I go up, I bring my mans
Make it rain on Javi crib
Yeah, I bring them dollar bills
The ones wit' blue strips on 'em
I got hella stripes on me
I'on fuck with yo' homies
Yo' homies below me
And they bitches, they gon' blow me
And they gon' blow all my homies
Yeahhh
We just savage like that
Uhh, uh, uh, oh
Slide in that Porsche, yeah
We gon' do 'em dirty, yeah
Shoot 'em with the Mac 10
Shoot 'em with the Uzi, yeah
Leave that boy wet, yeah
Leave him on the cement
Put a dent in his head
Erase all his memories
Like he seen a demon
Now he's gon' meet them
He committed all these sins
He ain't goin' to Heaven
He wished Father saved him
He was out gang banging
Now his soul will be damned
Demons make demons, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Luke Mcilvenny
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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