Damaged
I'll be damned
Gimme my heart, I'll be damned
In my Reiki, spit to a glass, tell a fuck and scream
She ask me if I'm good, I said I'm damaged
She ask me if I'm good, I said I'm damaged
I'm goddamn damaged
All so many drugs, more walk on planets
She suck me up and vanish
AMG in the coupe, vanish
Treat her like doorway, I cannot stand her (I cannot stand her)
Pain her face like, where my manners?
All of this dirty money, all of these violins funny
You is 50-50 (50), I was keeping it a hunnid (hunnid)
Now you see me, must admit that you love me
Milligram kicked in
I can feel it in my veins
I just stained my shirt with a walkway purple paint
Scroll on my phone, it's a lot of bitches different range
Different currencies, I ain't racist
They backstab me with, so keep me up in there
Got more ice, thanks for being forceful
They live in the line, I'm out here just living life
Bust on the face of Amalia in the night
Give me more, I'll be damned
In my Reiki, spit to a glass, tell a fuck and scream
She ask me if I'm good, I said I'm damaged
She ask me if I'm good, I said I'm damaged
I'm goddamn damaged
All so many drugs, more walk-off landings
She set me up and, vanished
AMG, in the coupe, vanished
True that I throw her away, I cannot stand her
True that I throw her away, I cannot stand her
I swear my name in public, who will manage?
I bust on the face like, can't
Can't trust niggas, they backstab me
Gimme my heart, I'll be damned
In my Reiki, spit to a glass, tell a fuck and scream
She ask me if I'm good, I said I'm damaged
She ask me if I'm good, I said I'm damaged
I'm goddamn damaged
All so many drugs, more walk on planets
She suck me up and vanish
AMG in the coupe, vanish
Treat her like doorway, I cannot stand her (I cannot stand her)
Pain her face like, where my manners?
All of this dirty money, all of these violins funny
You is 50-50 (50), I was keeping it a hunnid (hunnid)
Now you see me, must admit that you love me
Milligram kicked in
I can feel it in my veins
I just stained my shirt with a walkway purple paint
Scroll on my phone, it's a lot of bitches different range
Different currencies, I ain't racist
They backstab me with, so keep me up in there
Got more ice, thanks for being forceful
They live in the line, I'm out here just living life
Bust on the face of Amalia in the night
Give me more, I'll be damned
In my Reiki, spit to a glass, tell a fuck and scream
She ask me if I'm good, I said I'm damaged
She ask me if I'm good, I said I'm damaged
I'm goddamn damaged
All so many drugs, more walk-off landings
She set me up and, vanished
AMG, in the coupe, vanished
True that I throw her away, I cannot stand her
True that I throw her away, I cannot stand her
I swear my name in public, who will manage?
I bust on the face like, can't
Can't trust niggas, they backstab me
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