Gah Damn Songtext
von Yung Mal
Gah Damn Songtext
got on they ass when i got out the can
yeah
come on
got right on they ass when i got out the can
i had to run it up fast as i can
no time to play, i been runnin′ up bands
n+ggas gon' hate, but they really some fans
i pray they free all my dogs out the jam
i walk in the booth and i bet i go h.a.m.
i f+ck her and kick her right out like she pam
i do this sh+t for my fans and my fam
12 all on my d+ck, godd+mn
my b+tch ass so fat, godd+mn
i lost my dog to the street, godd+mn
hundred racks, and it′s all blue, godd+mn
these n+ggas ain't keepin' it real, but i am
do this sh+t in real life, i don′t post on the ′gram
i bought a new watch, could've went bought a lam′
she suck d+ck all night, yes, ma'am
old+school cutlass, it came with a cab
face card so good, i might run up a tab
hit this sh+t from the back, yeah, i smash and i grab
on the way to that sack, ′bout to hop on a slab
this chain on my neck cost a brick and a half
whеn it touch down, make them birds take a bath
whеn i think 'bout my past, i might bust out and laugh
none of these n+ggas can′t walk in my path
my b+tch bad
i paid cash, went and bought her an ass
so many racks, i need a new stash
i just might pull up in a brand new jag
got in my bag and them boys got mad
i put his face on tv like i'm vlad
i don't wanna hear ′bout the sh+t that you had
i don′t wanna hear 'bout the sh+t in the past
they want me to fail and they want me to crash
gotta keep droppin′ sh+t 'cause these rappers, they trash
the car that i drive, that b+tch paid off in cash
my brother came up, he got rich sellin′ bags
not trustin' these n+ggas, they switch on they mans
she like to suck without usin′ no hands
too many racks, they can't fit in my pants
go run up a hundred and do it again
b+tch, i blew the advance
got right on they ass when i got out the can
i had to run it up fast as i can
no time to play, i been runnin' up bands
n+ggas gon′ hate, but they really some fans
i pray they free all my dogs out the jam
i walk in the booth and i bet i go h.a.m.
i f+ck her and kick her right out like she pam
i do this sh+t for my fans and my fam
12 all on my d+ck, godd+mn
my b+tch ass so fat, godd+mn
i lost my dog to the street, godd+mn
hundred racks, and it′s all blue, godd+mn
these n+ggas ain't keepin′ it real, but i am
do this sh+t in real life, i don't post on the ′gram
i bought a new watch, could've went bought a lam′
she suck d+ck all night, yes, ma'am (godd+mn)
these n+ggas broke and they need to be fixed
12 on my d+ck, but i been out the mix
stand up in that pain, i'm the realest it get
whatever you put in this sh+t what you get
had to really stay down, yeah, i grind for this sh+t
these n+ggas be burnt, ain′t got time for that sh+t
straight out the hood, now a young n+gga lit
ask about me, b+tch, i′m solid like brick (let's go)
too many racks, man, this sh+t can′t fit
i f+ck her 'til she can′t take no d+ck
thirty+five racks, went and iced my wrist
trackhawk truck and it came with the kit
these n+ggas my sons, they really my jits
walk in the kitchen, it's smellin′ like fish
bro workin' his wrist, but ain't cookin′ no grits
i′m savin' my pape′, i ain't savin′ no b+tch
my chain hit hard, you can see through the tints
my car so fast, hit the gas and it lift
can't show no love to no maggot+ass b+tch
can′t trust no n+gga, seen so many switch
i custom my 'fit 'cause they eat up the drip
lost my heart when my brother got k!lled
75k, just made one flip (one flip, b+tch)
got right on they ass when i got out the can
i had to run it up fast as i can
no time to play, i been runnin′ up bands
n+ggas gon′ hate, but they really some fans
i pray they free all my dogs out the jam
i walk in the booth and i bet i go h.a.m.
i f+ck her and kick her right out like she pam
i do this sh+t for my fans and my fam
12 all on my d+ck, godd+mn
my b+tch ass so fat, godd+mn
i lost my dog to the street, godd+mn
hundred racks, and it's all blue, godd+mn
these n+ggas ain′t keepin' it real, but i am
do this sh+t in real life, i don′t post on the 'gram
i bought a new watch, could′ve went bought a lam'
she suck d+ck all night, yes, ma'am
yeah
come on
got right on they ass when i got out the can
i had to run it up fast as i can
no time to play, i been runnin′ up bands
n+ggas gon' hate, but they really some fans
i pray they free all my dogs out the jam
i walk in the booth and i bet i go h.a.m.
i f+ck her and kick her right out like she pam
i do this sh+t for my fans and my fam
12 all on my d+ck, godd+mn
my b+tch ass so fat, godd+mn
i lost my dog to the street, godd+mn
hundred racks, and it′s all blue, godd+mn
these n+ggas ain't keepin' it real, but i am
do this sh+t in real life, i don′t post on the ′gram
i bought a new watch, could've went bought a lam′
she suck d+ck all night, yes, ma'am
old+school cutlass, it came with a cab
face card so good, i might run up a tab
hit this sh+t from the back, yeah, i smash and i grab
on the way to that sack, ′bout to hop on a slab
this chain on my neck cost a brick and a half
whеn it touch down, make them birds take a bath
whеn i think 'bout my past, i might bust out and laugh
none of these n+ggas can′t walk in my path
my b+tch bad
i paid cash, went and bought her an ass
so many racks, i need a new stash
i just might pull up in a brand new jag
got in my bag and them boys got mad
i put his face on tv like i'm vlad
i don't wanna hear ′bout the sh+t that you had
i don′t wanna hear 'bout the sh+t in the past
they want me to fail and they want me to crash
gotta keep droppin′ sh+t 'cause these rappers, they trash
the car that i drive, that b+tch paid off in cash
my brother came up, he got rich sellin′ bags
not trustin' these n+ggas, they switch on they mans
she like to suck without usin′ no hands
too many racks, they can't fit in my pants
go run up a hundred and do it again
b+tch, i blew the advance
got right on they ass when i got out the can
i had to run it up fast as i can
no time to play, i been runnin' up bands
n+ggas gon′ hate, but they really some fans
i pray they free all my dogs out the jam
i walk in the booth and i bet i go h.a.m.
i f+ck her and kick her right out like she pam
i do this sh+t for my fans and my fam
12 all on my d+ck, godd+mn
my b+tch ass so fat, godd+mn
i lost my dog to the street, godd+mn
hundred racks, and it′s all blue, godd+mn
these n+ggas ain't keepin′ it real, but i am
do this sh+t in real life, i don't post on the ′gram
i bought a new watch, could've went bought a lam′
she suck d+ck all night, yes, ma'am (godd+mn)
these n+ggas broke and they need to be fixed
12 on my d+ck, but i been out the mix
stand up in that pain, i'm the realest it get
whatever you put in this sh+t what you get
had to really stay down, yeah, i grind for this sh+t
these n+ggas be burnt, ain′t got time for that sh+t
straight out the hood, now a young n+gga lit
ask about me, b+tch, i′m solid like brick (let's go)
too many racks, man, this sh+t can′t fit
i f+ck her 'til she can′t take no d+ck
thirty+five racks, went and iced my wrist
trackhawk truck and it came with the kit
these n+ggas my sons, they really my jits
walk in the kitchen, it's smellin′ like fish
bro workin' his wrist, but ain't cookin′ no grits
i′m savin' my pape′, i ain't savin′ no b+tch
my chain hit hard, you can see through the tints
my car so fast, hit the gas and it lift
can't show no love to no maggot+ass b+tch
can′t trust no n+gga, seen so many switch
i custom my 'fit 'cause they eat up the drip
lost my heart when my brother got k!lled
75k, just made one flip (one flip, b+tch)
got right on they ass when i got out the can
i had to run it up fast as i can
no time to play, i been runnin′ up bands
n+ggas gon′ hate, but they really some fans
i pray they free all my dogs out the jam
i walk in the booth and i bet i go h.a.m.
i f+ck her and kick her right out like she pam
i do this sh+t for my fans and my fam
12 all on my d+ck, godd+mn
my b+tch ass so fat, godd+mn
i lost my dog to the street, godd+mn
hundred racks, and it's all blue, godd+mn
these n+ggas ain′t keepin' it real, but i am
do this sh+t in real life, i don′t post on the 'gram
i bought a new watch, could′ve went bought a lam'
she suck d+ck all night, yes, ma'am
Writer(s): Bryson March, Dwan Lecurtis Jaquan Avery, Jamal Braud Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
