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damjonboi - drumline lyrics

[intro]
damjonboi

[verse 1: damjonboi]
now everybody wanna know when i’ma drop
i guess them n+ggas thought i wasn’t gon’ hit the block
this sh+t d+mn near got me rich [?] stop
don’t wannna hear about your baby daddy, b+tch, give me top
you rock another n+gga’s sh+t, boy, you a lame
i ain’t gon’ lie, last year, i did my thing
wack a p+ssy n+gga over feddy, f+ck some fame
i’m only f+cking with the gang, you n+ggas strange
could’ve took your ass to work, but you a p+ssy
you n+ggas slid, ain’t hit sh+t, them n+ggas rookys
forever chasing bankrolls, i gotta have it
get off them perkies, grab them choppers and get active
i got a play i gotta make, a stop on [?]
this ho done swallowed everything, b+tch, you a savage
you can’t compare me to them n+ggas, ’cause they average
just talked to slim, i gotta take a trip to dalace
b+tch, this one for beezy
30 k on my neck, my sh+t freezy
dropped a mansion in the sticks, that sh+t was easy
i really motivate the thugs, i think i’m jeezy

[chorus: damjonboi]
a different day, a different dollar, getting to this pape
they said we ain’t cut like that for real, had to demenstrate
h+llcats back to back, paint look like tropicana
jump out with a drum, hit him with that cannon
hit him with that cannon
hop out with that drum, hit him with that cannon
hit him with that cannon
hop out with a drum, hit him with [?]
[verse 2: icewear vezzo]
b+tch, let’s get one thing straight
i will line you n+ggas up, that’s one thing straight
8 chains around my neck, not one thing fake
sware to god these n+ggas 12, like 138
yeah, b+tch, we up that scope, we don’t get even with them
skervy n+gga, i hit a n+gga pint and drink it with him
sware these n+ggas turn to hoes, if you ain’t eating with them
matter fact, don’t ask about no n+gga if you don’t see me with him
yeah, real street n+gga, never change for nothing
heard you bought ice and got it took, you got a chain for nothing
eh, got it out the mut, yo, we came from nothing
diss me, and be another rap n+gga slain in public
we already had exotics, you was getting [?]
made a million in my bunk, sitting in the feds
n+ggas plotting on they mans, just to get a bag
for a couple grand, i’ll have lil gang hit him in his hand

- damjonboi lyrics

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