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damjonboi – all angles lyrics

[intro]
b+tch, we smokin’ cookie in a tesla
hit him with this big fn, f+ck a tussle, i ain’t no wrestler
it’s a chopper by the bed and it’s a cuban on the dresser
heard he cappin’, sendin’ disses, we gon’ teach that boy a lesson
(damjonboi)

[verse]
i be vibin’ with some hoes, you ain’t even tryna f+ck that b+tch
was gon’ come plain, but i told hutch to bust my sh+t
she came to practice, but ain’t make the team, i had to cut that b+tch
big old fn on my hip, and i’ll bust this b+tch
you knew she was a sl+t, lil’ n+gga, why you cuff that b+tch?
turned my girl into a savage, baby d’ll up this b+tch
his diamonds lookin’ foggy, i can tell they rushed his sh+t
i ain’t never paid for no p+ssy, she gon’ f+ck the cliquе, uh
different year, diffеrent pape’, same hustle, different state
all gas, f+ck some brakes, gang full, we just ate
drop a n+gga, don’t leave a trace, same n+gga, different plates
half a ticket in the safe, buy a pint, drop an eight
b+tch, we get this sh+t from all angles
f+ck a diss song, we gon’ send him to the angels
she sucked me up and left, i sent a text and told her thank you
my old b+tch seen me on tv, she called to say, “i hate you”
dropped two tapes in one day to show you i’m the g.o.a.t.
how could i take advice from a n+gga that’s really broke?
you call that b+tch your wife, i be bustin’ down her throat
i had to boss my life up, this sh+t here ain’t no joke

- damjonboi lyrics

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