Lyrics:
watch, it time to ball
Oh damnnn yeaaaa, I been pump all week I'ma need 'bout 10
Oh damnnn yeaaaa, yea I got ze juice and I'm rocking in my playpen
Grew
JEALOUS
OF THE FAME
DAMNNN
(CHORUS)
I'M ON MY OWNN
I'M ON MY OWNN…(x2)
I OWN THIS THROWN…(x2)
CUZ THIS MY SHIT
CUZ THIS MY SHIT
YEAAA
my name like im gonna stop
I only stays in this game cuz there is no pacs
And im not finish popping up a few opps.
Damnnn
We gotta roll
Dammnn
We
can’t walk in my shoes
I’m blow like a fuse
I know wanted me to loose
I get money play it cool
Stay with paper like a school
Damnnn
Young nigga
im high but i still feel low
Feelings in the sky
I cant feel no more (damnnn)
Got me lit like a candle though
Flow sick in this bitch
I got
Damnnn, Is it out of my head yet, yet.
Is it out of my head yet, yet.
Is it out of my head yet, I dont think so No, No, No
Is it out of my head yet, yet.
Is
what you wanna do
Ooh
Ooh damn ooh damnnn
Ooh damn
Ooh damn
Ooh damn ooh damnnn
Ooh damn
Tell me what
You wanna do
Oo
Oo damn oo damnnn
Oo damn
Oo damn
Oo damn oo damnnn
Oo damn
Like, damnnn
Uh, bitch its young Briskk & I'm all in your headphones
Talk onna guys and you getting a headstone
Trying to run the sack up till my
antsy
Damnnn
I got that white girl got that *sniff*
I got that sand
If you need it hit my phone or hit up my mans
How you a opp but jack my music you
qu'tu penses à moi demain et après demain
Damnnn
J'suis trop bipolaire
Ne crois pas qu'avec moi y'aura seulement de la tendresse
J'ai tellement d'idées
Others died
I guess they got the curse too
Rapping like who birth you
Got to watch the ones
Who really close to you
Damnnn
When Dave be coming up the block
like that (yeah, like that
BasedGod) i'mma show my bitch 'bout the sack
(damnn, 'bout the sack) i'mma show
(yeah) my bitch 'bout the trap
(damnnn, 'bout
six
Ahhhhh ahhhh ahhhh
Bitch
Ahhhhh ahhhh ahhh
We lit
Damnnn damnnn runinnin on da flloeee
We like dare he go
Niggaz ain’t kno
He ain’t see it
krump in the trap like tight eyes
Gasss
I practice polygamy I need five wives
Yeah
RIP dro got hit in a drive by
Damnnn
That dope going to stream
in the club and all I gotta is
Damnnn
Booty every where
(Bow) (bow) (bow)
Booty gotta stare
(Wow) (wow) (wow)
Brezzy this yo flow
(Yo) (yo) (yo)
Nigga
about this fella
Hating on me bc I gotta lil yella Damnnn
Know about young niggas hating on me but that pussyboys really a fan damnn
Bitch I be cooling
to clamp you in a box
Competition like The Lox
I know death is on my mind
But damnnn
Please just make it stop
I just wanna stay alive
Damnnn
Please just make
damnnn brooo)
S-sh-she was the reason I wanted doggy style
B*tch why you slack?
S-sh-she said I cheated on her
I told her stop that cap (Damnnn brooo)
up in the dashboard sipping lemonade (Yeah)
Broke ass nigga he tried to ask for some fucking change (Piece of what)
Damnnn bad bitch i aint know her
give a damnnn
I know Gods got me tight through the heat of the night
Through the darkest days and the pain he gone show me sunlight
Keep going my nigga
Remember said you love me
I can’t even trust a hoe
Damnnn, that shit crazy
How i said i love you too tho
I be gettin so high,
You think i’m
Thre3dee
Last mistake Damnnn
What a teacher
You know
I know it broke ya
I know it broke ya
Trust me but never ever forget what it thought ya
Thre3dee
Brick after Brick
Damnnn
How many more bricks you gonna
Throw at me man
Had enough
So yeah
This ones a funny one right
And it goes
You threw
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