Damn Lyrics

I got surgery and I'm excited cause I get some drugs

I been going through a lot and all I really need is love

When you see me smiling in the club, it's only cause I'm drunk

Off four percs, wondering if his body could fit in the trunk

Let him say a word, his ass gon' hear a thump

Yeah, I might take a lil' bitch, that hoe got a dump

Had to ask my bitch like, what the fuck, you think I'm dumb

I'ma just let you do you until I'm really fuckin' done

They don't think you dangerous unless you got a gun

He'll change his mind when a knife come slice his tongue off

Fat bitch tried to grab my dick, I just said uh-uh

I snatched tha' bitch jar of dabs and then I had to run off

Made it bout a mile down the road before she could let one off

Side bitch caught her man cheating, I had to tell him off

I can't be a member of your group, I heard you tellin' on em'

My shooter got a whole lot of heart, I put Lil' Kevin on him

I just made a diss that was punch made like Devin on em'

It ain't just one blick in this whip, we done upped seven on him

He done pissed the perky demon off, I send the devil on him

He think they some dark buds, I done put some fenty on them

Yeah, now you smokin' on death

I done started off rough, I'm talkin' broke and in debt

Shove her head down on it, think I broke the bitch neck

My lil' hoe piss me off so much, I might just fold that bitch next

Yeah, call me Jaydes

Matter of fact, call me OJ Simpson the way I'm Playin'

I'm the boss man and I'm finna put your lil' bitch into training

I'ma slide this bitch fast as hell, I don't care if it's rainin

I might drop this bitch quick as fuck if she keep on complainin

If it happened, you ain't make it, you ain't makin' nothing happen

If you havin', then you ain't, cause you ain't havin' what I'm havin

If you wacked it, then you ain't, cause you ain't wack it like I wack it

And you could go and ask her

The way i live in outer space, think I could go to NASA

You follow hoes around the city, you a horny bastard

I had to ask his ass like, bro, is pussy all you after

I'm finna go and make some cho, bae, I'ma call you after

You don't know how I feel to be about a bitch who won't even give you a lil' attention

Once you look away from her for a second, she start bitchin

Got her feelings hurtin', now she talkin' shit up in my mentions

Damn

Callin' me a hoe on the gram

Damn, now she on her story uppin' pole

Damn, bae, don't try to front, you a whole fan

Why you runnin' back? you got a whole man

Ooh, boy flexin' with a whole band

He the pull up talking' bout where the hoes, man

I'm the ion' even really speak to hoes, man

Yeah, they the ones that speak to me

I'ma tell you every time I do wrong, I keep it G

If you got a bad reaction, I don't care just keep it P

I ain't never finna change my style, I always keep it me

I don't cuff, but when I do, I pray for her if she think she leavin' me

I don't beef a lot, but when I do, I pray he think he bleedin' me

had to leave the bitch, cause everything she doin' just been creepin' me

Out, yeah, now you keepin' me

Out, alright, now you keepin' me

Uh, uh

Yeah, yeah, alright

That's how you talk on some shit right there

Uh, uh

Not even rappin', just talkin' on some shit

Fuck it

YGW shit, bitch, fuck ya