Dammit (feat. Loui B)

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Opps like dammit
I caught em out red handed
Full auto drake leave damage
Chopper gone sing like David banner
Rueben studder but it don't stammer
It cause a panic
I'm on a wave like Atlantic
Across the world with a bag like santa
Double life Hannah Montana
Dropping a deuce in a Fanta

Hop out with them shooters
Put a point in yo head like a tutor
No We don't beef on computers
I'm not yo regular user
I get that pack and abuse it
Blow out yo brain medulla
I make it rain voodoo
I go insane kookoo
Krazy
Loco aye
Ion do photos aye
Ion where polo aye
Slide in a four door aye
Yo new plug a bozo
He smoke what he serve that's a no no
He only can run it up slo mo
My hoe a Zoe Zoe
We made a porno aye

F*ck it up
I get that bag and f*ck it up
He nine to five he don't run it up
I like my bread all buttered up
Made bread with the burner that's toast
You gone abandon your post
Niggas be hating and doin the most
I'll turn they Og's into ghosts

Zombies
Caspers
Numbers goin up like nasa
And I touch paper like a pastor
You ain't talkin bout fetti ion answer
You ain't a gangster nigga you a dancer
Now I moonwalk to a phantom
Put on the beat I go nuts like planters
Finger f*ck the forty no romantics

But she wanna party
She wanna slide when I slide
She wanna send you god
I got that fire
I got that heat on my side
This is my bae and my bride
My temperature high
I can put styles on my styles
If you play chicken you fried
And I'm cold blooded like a reptile
For all the times I was treated like a step child

Opps like dammit
I caught em out red handed
Full auto drake leave damage
Chopper gone sing like David banner
Rueben studder but it don't stammer
It cause a panic
I'm on a wave like Atlantic
Across the world with a bag like santa
Double life Hannah Montana
Dropping a deuce in a Fanta

Caught a new op
Roll up
Smoke up
I'm on the drink
Pour up
Throw up
That's how it go but f*ck it it's going up
Better be carful the signs that you throwing up
That's when them boys start hating
That's when the whips start skating
Nigga don't panic be patient
Wait
Upgrade the 9 to a 40
Then upgrade the clip to a 50
Then shoot that hoe til that bitch empty

Yea this is a auto no semi
Talk about shots I got plenty
Demon time nigga it's in me
Whole different entity
All the tough talk on the net be sending me
Only fake addys what they sending me
This is not petty beef
Cook that shit up like Gordon Ramsey

Call the bro KelTec that's what he hand me
All of these niggas can't stand me
So they sit down when I come around king shit
You wouldn't believe this
Chopper hit ass in his sleep
Let him rest in pieces

You pray Jesus
I pray to this glock
Bitch you a rat so you pray for the ops
Let us find out and we blowing ya top
Clean his ass up with mop (Stick)
Spin the whole block with the chop (Stick)
The sound that it make when it shoots thats music

So therapeutic
Gotta re use it gotta abuse it
Didnt feel right the first time that we spun that block so we gotta re do it
Don't freeze up when it's yo time to shoot it F*ck is you doing
Get on yo knees and pray
Cause you might meet him today
Boy you ain't gang can't go that way
That's how to ass get slayed
That's how yo bed get made aqqq
Count it up just like some spades
Get the bag split and flip it
Got a new whip and I can't to spin it
Catch a op and his ass finished
Empty the clip then reload it replenish
Hop out and I'll shoot that bitch for a minute
Run with pack like Henry and the ops like DAMMIT

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