Damage Lyrics

Hop out the truck do damage

Hop out the truck do damage

Hop out the truck do damage

Spend your whole life do damage

Hop out the truck do damage

Busting out your do damage

Hop out the truck do damage

Your brain go numb do damage

Lotta people wanna copy the wave

Icon Evan got em going insane

Icon Evan baby hop on the wave

Lotta rappers gotta hop out the way

Hop out the truck do damage

Hop out the truck do damage

Hop out the truck do damage

Your brain go numb do damage

My ex manager would boss me around,

I ain't rapping what he screaming to my god damn face

The same man said he saw me in town CENSORED that motherfucker in the god damn face

My whole life be the man in the background

I don't fit in so I gotta be a stand out

Drive so hardly prolly

Slam and crash out

Die with your code bitch you gotta get a bag now

Schwang off the top I'm like Babe Ruth uh

Came from the bottom like a gay dude uh

Smoking on a cop pack K2 uh

Rain it out my eyes I'm a dog

Imma show you what the pain do

Say you concerned that you honorable

I was skipping past the obstacle

Doing the impossible

Hail it out of BK

Riot on the TV

Rally for the relay

Hop out the truck do damage

Hop out the truck do damage

Hop out the truck do damage

Spend your whole life do damage

Hop out the truck do damage

Busting out your do damage

Hop out the truck do damage

Your brain go numb do damage

Lotta people wanna copy the wave

Icon Evan got em going insane

Icon Evan baby hop on the wave

Lotta rappers gotta hop out the way

Hop out the truck do damage

Hop out the truck do damage

Hop out the truck do damage

Your brain go numb do damage

The feed say the nose to the grindstone

Face bones shatter round the eye socks

Yeah we in gridlock

16 tryna crack it off the iLok

26 tryna rap it up and buy sock

9 to 5 war buddies

Pink haired snow bunnies

Tweak it, off the leash

The bracelet reading no coke for me

Whole life lost

This rap shit still a trap doe

Petty bourgeois

I spin the block I circle back tho

Miscarriage woulda paid for that abortion uh

Luck of the Jewish, got to spend it on distortion huh

Music shit's dead i gotta spent it on promotion huh

Back on meds, its not skill, its endorphins huh

Your pockets buzzing and its freedom right

If I got my way, 40 counts of high treason right

Sun circle, seasons changing at the speed of light

Wake up drive you like Kell, you ain't see in life

It was never logic I just did this for my reason right

Pro with this tool, cue my bass and you see the light