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damjonboi - free don don lyrics

[intro]
(jose the plug)
you already know my n+gga in the sb nation, don don
n+gga, you know what’s wrong with your ass
we ain’t never lost, we always winnin’, n+gga

[verse 1]
uh, b+tch, let’s get to it
hit him with a switch, ain’t talkin’ ’bout how granny used to do ’em
i ain’t the only n+gga touchin’ pape’, my family gettin’ to it
why you keep on droppin’ disses ’bout that n+gga? you should’ve blew him
somerset shoppin’, hold on, t, hold on (ayy)
somerset shoppin’ on the daily, yeah, it’s like that
everybody strapped with big poles, how you gon’ fight back?
i done seen n+ggas fall off, they tryna get they life back
refereeing sh+t, black n+gga in a white ‘cat
twenty+four inch forgis on the coupe look like flax
wood in the wrong hood’ll have you callin’ for your icе back
n+gga all in my dms, he just want his wife back, haha
n+gga, you could come and gеt this b+tch
yo, shh, get these hands on that mickey, we flippin’ sh+t
been stopped f+ckin’ with them xans, i couldn’t remember sh+t
your b+tch love sb, she got a membership

[chorus]
ah, we be goin’ crazy with the pape’, ’cause we ain’t have it
fast forward a couple years down, now i got it
i could never beef ’bout a b+tch, you can have her
leave a real b+tch for a rat? i doubt it
ah, we be goin’ crazy with the pape’, ’cause we ain’t have it
fast forward a couple years down, now i got it
i could never beef ’bout a b+tch, you can have her
leave a real b+tch for a rat? i doubt it
[verse 2]
i cut my favorite ho off ’cause she stole from me
ain’t no beefin’ on wax, take his soul from him
i just nutted in ten minutes, this b+tch know somethin’
same n+ggas that was talkin’ down i’m tryna hold somethin’
we on percocets and adderall, turned the f+ck up
went in the club for once, ain’t throw no money, so the f+ck what?
the n+gga used to have a bag, now he f+cked up
how the f+ck did i survive them four shots? that’s how lucked up
goin’ even harder, i ain’t never slowin’ down
catch your ass in the club, you know it’s goin’ down
everybody blowin’ crud, you can tell when i’m around
told your b+tch shut the f+ck up, and i better not hear a sound, b+tch
real king sh+t
it’s a war goin’ on, and you ain’t bring sh+t
lil’ mama got her own bag, never need sh+t
chunky+ass roll in these f+ckin’ purple jeans, b+tch

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