Damage

Yeah, yeah, yeah, YG Gang, uh, YG Gang, oh, oh, oh, Gang, YG Gang, YG Gang, YG Gang, Gang
I'm like a flower on this block, I keep my feet planted
Buckin' this Ar too many times, hand got some heat damage
Boy say he a boss, rally's drive-thru, only thing he manage

Shoppin' at the store without a budget cashier keep scanning
For my Respect, I'm checkin' niggas like a club line
Sound travel miles, Draco beatin' like a drumline
All or nothin', all or nothin'

Is you gon' fall for anything or stand for somethin'
Just cop a transgender Glock, it got a switchie on the back
Last Monday felt like Ray Mysterio, I let that 50 smack
Blitzin' they back to Aaron Donald, Brody tryin' to earn a sack

And when it smoke, we lynchin' niggas, noose won't have a inch of slack
I put Lil Baby in that blender, all my four pockets stay full
You wanna fix your life, get you a brick and work it like a tool
Make bullets rain like April showers, please don't play me like no fool

Glock 30 flyin' one seven times, my clip was left with Jordan Poole
Binglou, gang
I'm like a flower on this block, I keep my feet planted
Buckin' this Ar too many times, hand got some heat damage

Boy say he a boss, rally's drive-thru, only thing he manage
Shoppin' at the store without a budget, cashier keep scanning,
For my respect, I'm checkin' niggas like a club line
Sound travel miles, Draco beatin' like a drumline

All or nothin', all or nothin'
Is you gon' fall for anything or stand for somethin'
Pointin' fingers, get you popped
He dropped his head when he got caught

I'm off the jigs, I cannot nod
He ain't gon' kill, he just gon' talk
Don't pull me back, bro, let me walk
Fuck with no leash, I just be doggin'

I'm pass the ball, don't do no hoggin'
Can't show too much the feds, be stalkin'
All these niggas talkin' like they like that
She throw it back, I fight back

Yo, man, bitch, I piped that bro to hit it first
She say she like that
A hundred bowls, yeah, this shit on the floor
Folks, they gonna hit the alley

Pick your flavor with your nose
I done lost a couple tweakers cause of Justin Bieber
Lil' cuz damn near took out a lung from chiefin' on that reefer
I been smokin' ether, smackin' zaps, and then go sell for cheaper

Lil' bitch breakin' caps down in the lab, so I'ma have to keep her
Gang, I'm like a flower on this block, I keep my feet planted
Buckin' this A.R. too many times, he ain't got some heat damage
Boy say he a boss, rally's drive-thru, only thing he manage

Shoppin' at the store with all the budget, cashier keep scannin'
Uh-uh-uh-uh
Uh-uh-uh-uh
Uh-uh-uh-uh

Gang