Dam Damm Damm
Ayy, we cookin' with
Damn, damn, dam, dam
I just got off on a opp, he had a drac
But butch, I was clutchin' the traffic
On said he seen a cop so we jump da gate
We started movin' real tactic, nigga want smoke with the gangSo we light him up, told him this shit'll get tragic
He tried to run, but like Ricky, my nigga, you fucked
I put a hole in the fabric, buck shot can't duck em
He tried to run off, then I'ma just buck em
Dig stick can't tuck him
Fuck wat you saying, can't listen to nothing
I get to waving ' that stick like it's Disney
Bitch I might spin on Lamont till I'm dizzy
She get to screamin' when I put the dick in the liver
I'm touchin' the kidney
I'm tammat, damn, damn, damn, damn
Jedric, boy why is you doin' that
I see the opp get to lurkin', so I get to clutchin'
They shootin' at me, then I shoot him back
I see a nigga approachin' dis gun on my hip
He's bustin' at me, then I'm bustin' back
They try to slide to the west we gon' leave him with roaches, they must not know this where the shooter at
She tammat, damn, damn, damn, damn
Jedrick, but why you so fly
She tryna first
She get in my face
She look in my eyes like, why you so high
She tryna fuck me now
She tried to kiss me
I told her, bye
He tried to diss me
I made his ass fly
I'm talkin' about, damn, damn, damn, damn
I just got off on the opp
He had to drac
But, bitch, I was clutchin' the traffic
OB, say he seen the cop, so we jump the gate
And we started movin' real tactic
Nigga want smoke with the gang, so we light him up
Told him this shit'll get tragic
He tried to run, but like Ricky, my nigga, you fucked
I put a hole in his fabric
He tryna diss, told em text me
I hit his ass 7 times
Send a nigga ass to next week
She tammat baby, come bless me
She hit my phone
When she horny like, Jedrick, come stretch me
Runnin' this shit up, monopoly
Kick the bitch out if she ain't suck it properly
Run down, get shot on your property
Motherfucka Loaded, so nobody stopping me
feel like the Astro
We ballin' in Houston
Say that your bitch with the gang, she be choosin'
So what you winnin'
We slide, then you losin'
Cant show what I do, cause the police accusin'
He pushin 85 in his new whip
Get the bussin, and put it in park
I put like 85 in this new stick
Get to bussin in that motherfucka' spark
Tammat, damn, damn, damn, damn
Fuck it let's slide back tonight
I keep a stick, nigga, Ion like to fight
He tryna tweet, nigga, Ion like to type
Heard it's Smoke in the air, let me cloud up my lungs
You gon' get hit with like three different guns
Runnin' shit up for my momma, her sons
And ain't gotta touch him, I just send the funds
Tammat, Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn
I'm tryna run up them bands
I'm tryna fuck wit lil shotty
She actin' solid
Now she a cheat on her mans
She said, nigga, want smoke
Oh, shit, he comin'
Stick in my jacket
He run up, and I get ta gunnin
Damn, damn, damn, damn
I just got off on a opp
He had a Drac
Bitch, I was clutchin' the tragic
Od, said he seen a cop, so we jumped the gate
We started movin' real tactic
Nigga want smoke with the gang, so we light him up
Told him this shit get tragic
He Try to run, but like Ricky, my nigga, you fucked
I put a hug in his fabric
Buck shot, can't duck em
He Try to run off, then I'ma just buck him
Big stick can't tuck em
Told you shit, I can't listen to nothing
I get to wavin' that stick like it's Disney
Bitch I might spin on Lamont to feel I'm dizzy
She get to screamin' when I put the dick in the liver
I'm touchin' the kidney
I'm like, damn, damn, damn, damn
I'm Jedrick, boy why is you doin' that
I see the opp get to lurkin', so I get to clutchin'
They shootin' at me, then I'm shootin' back
I see a nigga approachin' and gunnin' my hippies
He bustin' at me, then I'm bustin' back
He try to slide to the west we gon' leave
With roaches he must know this where the shooter at
Damn, damn, dam, dam
I just got off on a opp, he had a drac
But butch, I was clutchin' the traffic
On said he seen a cop so we jump da gate
We started movin' real tactic, nigga want smoke with the gangSo we light him up, told him this shit'll get tragic
He tried to run, but like Ricky, my nigga, you fucked
I put a hole in the fabric, buck shot can't duck em
He tried to run off, then I'ma just buck em
Dig stick can't tuck him
Fuck wat you saying, can't listen to nothing
I get to waving ' that stick like it's Disney
Bitch I might spin on Lamont till I'm dizzy
She get to screamin' when I put the dick in the liver
I'm touchin' the kidney
I'm tammat, damn, damn, damn, damn
Jedric, boy why is you doin' that
I see the opp get to lurkin', so I get to clutchin'
They shootin' at me, then I shoot him back
I see a nigga approachin' dis gun on my hip
He's bustin' at me, then I'm bustin' back
They try to slide to the west we gon' leave him with roaches, they must not know this where the shooter at
She tammat, damn, damn, damn, damn
Jedrick, but why you so fly
She tryna first
She get in my face
She look in my eyes like, why you so high
She tryna fuck me now
She tried to kiss me
I told her, bye
He tried to diss me
I made his ass fly
I'm talkin' about, damn, damn, damn, damn
I just got off on the opp
He had to drac
But, bitch, I was clutchin' the traffic
OB, say he seen the cop, so we jump the gate
And we started movin' real tactic
Nigga want smoke with the gang, so we light him up
Told him this shit'll get tragic
He tried to run, but like Ricky, my nigga, you fucked
I put a hole in his fabric
He tryna diss, told em text me
I hit his ass 7 times
Send a nigga ass to next week
She tammat baby, come bless me
She hit my phone
When she horny like, Jedrick, come stretch me
Runnin' this shit up, monopoly
Kick the bitch out if she ain't suck it properly
Run down, get shot on your property
Motherfucka Loaded, so nobody stopping me
feel like the Astro
We ballin' in Houston
Say that your bitch with the gang, she be choosin'
So what you winnin'
We slide, then you losin'
Cant show what I do, cause the police accusin'
He pushin 85 in his new whip
Get the bussin, and put it in park
I put like 85 in this new stick
Get to bussin in that motherfucka' spark
Tammat, damn, damn, damn, damn
Fuck it let's slide back tonight
I keep a stick, nigga, Ion like to fight
He tryna tweet, nigga, Ion like to type
Heard it's Smoke in the air, let me cloud up my lungs
You gon' get hit with like three different guns
Runnin' shit up for my momma, her sons
And ain't gotta touch him, I just send the funds
Tammat, Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn
I'm tryna run up them bands
I'm tryna fuck wit lil shotty
She actin' solid
Now she a cheat on her mans
She said, nigga, want smoke
Oh, shit, he comin'
Stick in my jacket
He run up, and I get ta gunnin
Damn, damn, damn, damn
I just got off on a opp
He had a Drac
Bitch, I was clutchin' the tragic
Od, said he seen a cop, so we jumped the gate
We started movin' real tactic
Nigga want smoke with the gang, so we light him up
Told him this shit get tragic
He Try to run, but like Ricky, my nigga, you fucked
I put a hug in his fabric
Buck shot, can't duck em
He Try to run off, then I'ma just buck him
Big stick can't tuck em
Told you shit, I can't listen to nothing
I get to wavin' that stick like it's Disney
Bitch I might spin on Lamont to feel I'm dizzy
She get to screamin' when I put the dick in the liver
I'm touchin' the kidney
I'm like, damn, damn, damn, damn
I'm Jedrick, boy why is you doin' that
I see the opp get to lurkin', so I get to clutchin'
They shootin' at me, then I'm shootin' back
I see a nigga approachin' and gunnin' my hippies
He bustin' at me, then I'm bustin' back
He try to slide to the west we gon' leave
With roaches he must know this where the shooter at
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Writer(s): Jedrick W
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