DAMN ft. KING YAMI & XZAWDYK Lyrics

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Let's go

Okay damn yeah

Got these people plotting against me

My choppas ain't friendly

I'm making this money

Damn

Yeah

Yo bitch know she want me

Feel it in her tummy

Fuck her over throw her to the curve

Play with fire and you'll feel the burn

Girls they want me that ain't my concern

Throw the money she gon get to work

White bitch and she tryin twerk

Feeling hungry she could get dessert

Kill the opps throw em in the dirt

Fuck with me and put you on a shirt

Diamonds lookin so icy

I know niggas be spiting

They would never get a writing

This life gets exciting

My my i'm enlightened

My guap is frontin

Broke niggas start hiding

I could never change for the fame

I could never change on my name

Chasing money gotta get my claims

New sniper i'ma let it aim

New whip i'ma let it race

Dream chasing gotta get paid

Been me never been lame

Damn

Damn

This a struggle but i gotta hustle

Moving right i could never fumble

Shoot a opp he gon really crumble

Feeling right man i'm feeling humble

This life a nigga pray for

This the life a nigga made for

Got the checks gotta make tours

I'ma a lover why they hate more

Damn

Damn

Okay damn yeah

Got these people plotting against me

My choppas ain't friendly

I'm making this money

Damn

Yeah

Yo bitch know she want me

Feel it in her tummy

Fuck her over throw her to the curve

Play with fire and you'll feel the burn

Girls they want me that ain't my concern

Throw the money she gon get to work

White bitch and she tryin twerk

Feeling hungry she could get dessert

Kill the opps throw em in the dirt

Fuck with me and put you on a shirt

I'ma pull up in a coupe

Get into the bag on my Louis V shoes

I just need a milli

I ain't worried about a who

Put it all together cuz i'm sticky like glue

And i keep a tool

You looking real pretty got banana clips too

And i gotta shoot it i'ma show you what it do

Head up on da nanas if i had a blue clues

Pouring up a double cup

I just met a bad bitch and she wanna fuck

Gotta a lot of cabbage yeah i'm looking up

Pull up in a benz truck yeah that's tough

Making all this money i don't know what's enough

When i have kids they gon never ride a bus

We gon do it on our own DIY it like Russ

Everybody in a rush

Leave without a scratch i'ma bring it right back

Shawty was the best thing a nigga ever had

Pussy so good i'ma fuck it from the back

Oh my god

Damn

I just made a milli real fast

Tryin make these mufucking bands

Shawty need to go get her mans mans mans

Okay damn yeah

Got these people plotting against me

My choppas ain't friendly

I'm making this money

Damn

Yeah

Yo bitch know she want me

Feel it in her tummy

Fuck her over throw her to the curve

Play with fire and you'll feel the burn

Girls they want me that ain't my concern

Throw the money she gon get to work

White bitch and she tryin twerk

Feeling hungry she could get dessert

Kill the opps throw em in the dirt

Fuck with me and put you on a shirt