
Emotional Damage Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
I got emotional damage, I wear my heart on my sleeve
This bitch say she a stallion , well I chop down trees
I got emotional damage, I wear my heart on my sleeve
This bitch say she a stallion, well I chop down trees
Foe nick get to jumpin just aim low when you squeeze
And I don't want you to go, but fuck it, bitch, gon' leave
When you say you love me, sometimes I don't comprehend that
Paranoid, let me see your phone, where you been at
Drop lo to pussy niggas, tell that bitch to spin that
Girl you know that love don't change, I'm tryna spin back
I'm tryna drop shots on boosie niggas trynna get some niggas gone
Infatuated with your touch, I just can't leave you alone
That pussy make me tender, I'm talkin', fallin' off the bone
I know you see me callin', don't make me blow up your phone
Nah, fuck all that talking, I might as well go and then pull up
Lil baby slidin' up and on the dick like a pull-up
Beatin' on my chest, sellin' pussy like Gorillaz
Put the ball down and then it turned me to a killa
Nah for real baby last bitch left me with some trauma
And I fuck with you, cause you remind me of my mama
Put your trust in me, tell me all your problems
And we can figure it out, and see how we gon' solve it
But you gotta be careful, cause I'm emotionally scarred
I've been damaged, with me, you don't need no guards
I keep ratchet, I'm the joker, watch me pull that card
let's get nasty, don't tell me that you love me
If you don't mean it, cause I got emotional damage
With my heart on my sleeve, this bitch said she a stallion
Well I chop down trees, foe nick get to jumpin
Just aim low when you squeeze, and I don't want you to go
But bitch gone and fuckin' leave, I got emotional damage
With my heart on my sleeve, this bitch said she a stallion well i chop down trees
Well I chop down trees, foe nick get to jumpin
Just aim low when you squeeze, and I don't want you to go
Bitch, go and fuckin' leave, and I don't want you to go
But you look good when you turn around
We be smoking so much dope get in that pussy, might drown
She said, my music's so unique, she's fell in love with my sound
She get hiffy not with me, she already know to pipe down
So don't go try to compare me to them other niggas
I'm emotionally scarred because the way I love is different
I'm in love with ARs, but I still tote a pistol
Niggas think that they hard, till I'm at your house with missiles