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DAMN Video (MV)




Performed By: Biggieily
Language: English
Length: 2:16
Written by: Tristin Marshall




Biggieily - DAMN Lyrics




Yeah, I done got so much, shit, hold on, all right, let's go, yeah, I done got so much
Brain shit, where my cap and gown? Took this bitch at the mall, that nigga had a frown
I walked away, he mumbled some shit, so I turned around
She was never yours, nigga, bitch, you a f*cking clown

In a scat pack, this bitch loud, drive it round town
Gunshots, you hear it everywhere, like surround sound
Hunnit K cash, it's in my pockets, gave bro a portion
Dunking on niggas like 2016, Aaron Gordon Got this bitch pregnant damn, homemade abortion

But look in my pocket, shit, that shit full of green
Did I say dunk like Aaron Gordon? I meant zach lavine
Swear this bitch was the one, then why she f*cking with my team
I'm leading this bitch on promise, I don't want to meet

Seven grams of the shrooms, you know I'm finna geek
So much money, now me and my dawgs, we finna eat
Switch on the Glock, them niggas ran like a track meet
Most of you niggas is weird, this shit is crazy

I'm getting this shit by any means, f*ck being lazy
High as f*ck getting head, I think her name is Stacy
But I know she had this other friend, her name is Gracie
Yeah, ayy man, you know what it is, we on top

But ayy, we still not finished, let's go
This bitch nasty as f*ck, she came from Moisty Mire
And she got the nerve to say she love me, I know she a liar
So you know what I did, her panties on fire

Bitch, damn, the f*ck wrong with you
You can sneeze on, give a f*ck, f*ck a bless you
I don't gang bang, but look in my pockets, you know it's blue
I f*cked this bitch and dipped damn, she ain't have a clue

Apartment in manhattan just look at the view
F*cking for six hours straight and no I'm not through
McLaren cost a couple mil, so you know it's new
What the f*ck came out her mouth, it's not true

Damn, got this girl screaming, "I'm coming"
Damn, what the f*ck, the beat jumping
Damn, this nigga head smashed like a pumpkin
Damn, in the streets lurking, I'm hunting

Damn, Mrs. Innocent, now she sucking, gone
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Yeah, I done got so much, shit, hold on, all right, let's go, yeah, I done got so much
Brain shit, where my cap and gown? Took this bitch at the mall, that nigga had a frown
I walked away, he mumbled some shit, so I turned around
She was never yours, nigga, bitch, you a f*cking clown

In a scat pack, this bitch loud, drive it round town
Gunshots, you hear it everywhere, like surround sound
Hunnit K cash, it's in my pockets, gave bro a portion
Dunking on niggas like 2016, Aaron Gordon Got this bitch pregnant damn, homemade abortion

But look in my pocket, shit, that shit full of green
Did I say dunk like Aaron Gordon? I meant zach lavine
Swear this bitch was the one, then why she f*cking with my team
I'm leading this bitch on promise, I don't want to meet

Seven grams of the shrooms, you know I'm finna geek
So much money, now me and my dawgs, we finna eat
Switch on the Glock, them niggas ran like a track meet
Most of you niggas is weird, this shit is crazy

I'm getting this shit by any means, f*ck being lazy
High as f*ck getting head, I think her name is Stacy
But I know she had this other friend, her name is Gracie
Yeah, ayy man, you know what it is, we on top

But ayy, we still not finished, let's go
This bitch nasty as f*ck, she came from Moisty Mire
And she got the nerve to say she love me, I know she a liar
So you know what I did, her panties on fire

Bitch, damn, the f*ck wrong with you
You can sneeze on, give a f*ck, f*ck a bless you
I don't gang bang, but look in my pockets, you know it's blue
I f*cked this bitch and dipped damn, she ain't have a clue

Apartment in manhattan just look at the view
F*cking for six hours straight and no I'm not through
McLaren cost a couple mil, so you know it's new
What the f*ck came out her mouth, it's not true

Damn, got this girl screaming, "I'm coming"
Damn, what the f*ck, the beat jumping
Damn, this nigga head smashed like a pumpkin
Damn, in the streets lurking, I'm hunting

Damn, Mrs. Innocent, now she sucking, gone
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Writer: Tristin Marshall
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