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damez - disaster lyrics

[verse 1]
i just want the bread, i just want the head
yeah, then i send em walking
sh-t going up, shut the f-ck up
yeah, when real n-gg-s talking
i got the sauce and the influence
you had some doubts, now that sh-t is ruined
i am the teacher b-tch you my student
i only speak cash and my sh-t is fluent (woop!)
(damez)

[hook]
hit a quick flex on my ex b-tch
five of yo checks on my necklace
all of my n-gg-s so reckless
whip so fast n-gg- bet you can’t catch this
hit a quick switch to the sport mode
bank account sitting in resort mode
i’m in the mood to flex up
whip so fast n-gg- bet you can’t catch up

[post-hook]
oh you on they necks, huh?
oh you got a check, huh?
got that it factor, yo n-gg-’s an actor
oh you in yo bag, huh?
oh you moving fast, huh?
my new whip go faster, drip cause a disaster

[verse 2]
young n-gg- goals, drip too hard and my neck on froze
designer clothes, i’m getting chose
i’m finna pull up and flex, flex, flex
i’m getting checks, checks, checks
i got yo boo all in my dm and they want the s-x, s-x, s-x
ima money machine, my looks on ten and my whip so clean
benz coupe, my n-gg-s smoke gas and they sip codeine
yall stay biting on the kid cause i’m popping
n-gg- i don’t even need no bean
chillin’ with a side hoe, party go where i go
n-gg- i don’t need no scene
they copy my looks, they copy my hair
man if they could, they’d breathe in my air
i am a king, but you not my heir
i’m in the bank and you over there
get you a chair or an edible
cuz i’m incredible with an impeccable flare
i lost my care and i do not know where
slaying these n-gg-s it’s kinda unfair

[post-hook]
oh you on they necks, huh?
oh you got a check, huh?
got that it factor, yo n-gg-’s an actor
oh you in yo bag, huh?
oh you moving fast, huh?
my new whip go faster, drip cause a disaster

[verse 3]
i blow out the brain then i make it rain
these b-tches they been in a drought
these n-gg-s is funny they ain’t getting money
they too busy chasing the clout (ew!)
but i want the bags and sh-t, versace tags and sh-t
yo whip is too slow, when i’m on the road
you cannot p-ss this sh-t
you can imagine how much ice
and how many bags we get
no cap on the price, a n-gg- so nice
we really be having sh-t
they loving my fit, they peeping the deets
feed off my gram, they watching my tweets
gucci the belt and louis the sheets
foreign the whip and bucket the seats n-gg-

[post-hook]
oh you on they necks, huh?
oh you got a check, huh?
got that it factor, yo n-gg-’s an actor
oh you in yo bag, huh? (yeah)
oh you moving fast, huh? (yeah)
my new whip go faster, drip cause a disaster

oh you on they necks, huh? (yeah)
oh you got a check, huh? (yeah)
(damez)
oh you in yo bag, huh? (yeah)
oh you moving fast, huh? (yeah)

- damez lyrics

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