Damn Homie - Remix
Lyrics
Brr, boom, boom
Shots fired, shots fired
That nigga talk crazy we spinning' his block like a dryer
I feel like a dragon I'm spitting this fire
The gang wit me 24/7 we never be down, really lit like a lighter
I whip out the choppa and take out his legs
If that nigga get up then I'm aiming it higher
Good luck cause I'm not gon' retire I'm serving these lyrics
While rockin' expensive attire
Can't do what I'm doing I'm really a scholar
Feel like the best rapper put that on my momma
Walk down like I'm NLE Choppa
Don't roll wit no shottas but I'm steady counting these commas
Pull up to yo block get it hot like a Sauna
We come in the dark you would think we some monsters
Put a hole in that nigga, he a cheerio (Ugh)
I got on my mask Rey Mysterio
Niggas don't wanna come to me cause I ain't no rookie
I turn up the block like a stereo
Really doin' niggas that dirty (Ugh)
I'm doin' him dirty, he come at me ugly, I take out the 30
I mess wit the faygo ain't doing no dirty Sprite
Better not test me that's gon' be a dirty fight
Yeah, better not test me (Huh)
Way back then used to hit on yo bestie
Nowadays shawty's just coming right to me
I don't even try and they just wanna sex me
Man homie
Thought you could beat me?
You can't homie
And now I'm rich
That nigga not thuggin he really a bitch
The money be flippin', twerkin', do a split
He claim that he bout it, then empty the clip
I'm rockin new outfits expensive my drip
And it costs like a thousand from Paris and shit
And I stay wit the green like Asparagus bitch
Keeping the Chop a tradition like heritage shit
No I can't help you I'm not a Samaritan
Zetti for pres like I'm Benjamin Harrison
Grip mow his lawn got him leaking that Ferritin
Give you the hollows for free bitch I'm chariting
But I keep me a fan like Tamari
Big Glock got him dancing iCarly
The Glock got him dancing it's gnarly
We flock make em' dust like a Smarties
That boy wanna party? We light up his block now it's hardy
I got a bad bitch she a barbie
Niggas be joking and playing these games like Atari
Lil bitch I'm a star like it's hardies
But if niggas want beef like it's Arby's I start up the party
I pull out the chop get to sparking (Yeah)
Brr, boom, boom
Shots fired, shots fired
That nigga talk crazy we spinning' his block like a dryer
I feel like a dragon I'm spitting this fire
The gang wit me 24/7 we never be down, really lit like a lighter
I whip out the choppa and take out his legs
If that nigga get up then I'm aiming it higher
Good luck cause I'm not gon' retire I'm serving these lyrics
While rockin' expensive attire
Can't do what I'm doing I'm really a scholar
Feel like the best rapper put that on my momma
Walk down like I'm NLE Choppa
Don't roll wit no shottas but I'm steady counting these commas
Pull up to yo block get it hot like a Sauna
We come in the dark you would think we some monsters
Put a hole in that nigga, he a cheerio (Ugh)
I got on my mask Rey Mysterio
Niggas don't wanna come to me cause I ain't no rookie
I turn up the block like a stereo
Really doin' niggas that dirty (Ugh)
I'm doin' him dirty, he come at me ugly, I take out the 30
I mess wit the faygo ain't doing no dirty Sprite
Better not test me that's gon' be a dirty fight
Yeah, better not test me (Huh)
Way back then used to hit on yo bestie
Nowadays shawty's just coming right to me
I don't even try and they just wanna sex me
Man homie
Thought you could beat me?
You can't homie
And now I'm rich
That nigga not thuggin he really a bitch
The money be flippin', twerkin', do a split
He claim that he bout it, then empty the clip
I'm rockin new outfits expensive my drip
And it costs like a thousand from Paris and shit
And I stay wit the green like Asparagus bitch
Keeping the Chop a tradition like heritage shit
No I can't help you I'm not a Samaritan
Zetti for pres like I'm Benjamin Harrison
Grip mow his lawn got him leaking that Ferritin
Give you the hollows for free bitch I'm chariting
But I keep me a fan like Tamari
Big Glock got him dancing iCarly
The Glock got him dancing it's gnarly
We flock make em' dust like a Smarties
That boy wanna party? We light up his block now it's hardy
I got a bad bitch she a barbie
Niggas be joking and playing these games like Atari
Lil bitch I'm a star like it's hardies
But if niggas want beef like it's Arby's I start up the party
I pull out the chop get to sparking (Yeah)
Writer(s): Caleb Marzette, Harlem Johnson
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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