Got Damn (feat. Young Dro, Trae The Truth)

Pull up in the shit make you say got damn Anything given bitch you know I got yams Tax these niggas 35 a brick.
Oklahoma number nigga Kevin Durant.
You the typa nigga that'll tell on ya mans.
You the typa nigga getcha bitch took.
Cause you a 0 Russell Westbrook.
Send em through the air im a alley-ooper Money stretch longer than rivers in Chattanooga.
Gotta bitch so fine she from Massachusetts Dumb brain only call her when i need tutoring.
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M a real nigga boy you a rooty-pooty Yall know the 100 man I'm a keep a tootie.
I can show you lil niggas how to shoot a Uzi.
Clip so long boy i can shoot a movie I got star power you a ox-router.
Fuck nigga i don't no new friends.
Got a new choppa got a new Benz.
I need a flu shot cause my watch sick.
This gator boy this ostrich.
You a hater boy like a Nazi.
I got flavor boy yo bitch candy.
I can fuck yo hoe Now Or Later boy
Got Damn



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Writer(s): Edward Page, Darwin Cordale Quinn, D'juan Hart, Frazier O. Thompson, Glen Thomas, Omar Womack
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