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damee - action lyrics

back off ah flight, i’m in the stu with my n+ggas
hoppin on this b+tch, pass the wood right to jizzle
rat n+ggas ain’t no kin to me master splinter
imma still take yo lil btc imma hit her
it’s world tour, yea they cross states, them my hittas
you looking at my chain lil n+gga don’t get lit up
ion even care for rap n+gga im still scamming
i done did a lot of things, but was never trappin
if my life a movie then you know this sh+t is action
product in the trunk so we sold it out the backend
been runnin up made 15 thousand on the weekend
30 on my hip yea them bullets have u leakin
b+tch ain’t get a call back so she got to tweakin
all my n+ggas makin plays all my n+ggas eatin
f+ckin on a foreign found out she european
h+llcats and trawk hawks swervin in a demon
slae said he need a bow so i send it out
designer on my body amiri jeans when i’m out
rafa said dog sh+t on the floor dont count me out
think you doin better lil n+ggas shut yo mouth
that backdoor ain’t open have relle run in yo house
if that back door ain’t open and we still run in yo house
n+gga
aye
aye
if i want it then i’m in there n+gga f+ck your back door
we got scams, merch, an music movin if yo trap slow
and i do this sh+t for real what you n+ggas act for
if the cops grab me, i don’t know nothing act slow
man i been had it and these n+ggas still cappin
and i’m still active if i want catch a package
my biggest saying thank you my line back slappin
i make her hit knees everytime colin kaepernick

i just got back from that road they like what happenin
i just got a say that it’s a go now you gon package it
i keep a dirty sprite like pluto do this for my savages
i’m doin ten in every state you ain’t never had those averages
one guy hit the road wit that fake he ain’t never make it back
you ain’t make no bands in so long that’s why you b+tch left you
money man like erick dampier guarantee you he get the sack
spent 500 on a hat that b+tch don’t even match
n+ggas on the gram going tit for tat we hit yo hat
n+gga who you k!ll, who you foolin, you ain’t even that
i just feed that b+tch some perky d+ck and imma send her back
toss her six make sure you leave that town before that charge back
i just touch down before i leave i need all racks
i’m still knee deep in the streets they think it’s all rap
i tried to quit but you know the fiens they call back
they pressin up the p so i’m shoppin where the dog at
n+gga where the bows at
n+gga where yo load at
throw this way we throwin back
once we score no scoring back
i done hit her off the e now she attached
ky shoot like gee so when he shoots b+tch you know it’s wet

- damee lyrics

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