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letra de damage - porsche love

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[intro]
let yourself up in that brand new whip
love yourself or you will never heal

[chorus]
i’ll bring you damage
i’ll bring you full speed
i’ll bring you my wrist
i’ll bring ’em my steed
ay, let yourself up in that brand new whip
love yourself or you will never heal
paint them walls the colors of your fears
let the gas off when you wanna veer

[verse 1]
ay she twerk on the polie
i let her do her dance on the sh-t awfully slowly
100 bands in my hand what i’ll have when i’m 40
let ’em in to see the stash
now they talkin to police
you’s a b-tch at yo level
you’ll never be sh-t it’s real
i got my shooters beside me
and they hit targets at will
we came for more than the diamonds
we want the store then we’ll chill
we in the mafia plottin
my boy’s italian for real
hey, watch out who you talkin to
the realest alive (i am)
if you scared of poppin too
then don’t go outside (you can’t)
we been in the bunkers
but it’s our time to shine (it is)
and we ain’t in to stalking her
that b-tch gon arrive (woo!)

[chorus]
i’ll bring you damage
i’ll bring you full speed
i’ll bring you my wrist
i’ll bring ’em my steed
ay, let yourself up in that brand new whip
love yourself or you will never heal
paint them walls the colors of your fears
let the gas off when you wanna veer

[verse 2]
i want 50k on my wrist
i’ll smoke my drugs on papyrus
f-ck a critic and their mileage
i’m the best and that’s the finest
f-ck a b-tch who talkin wildin
send me pics and now she smilin
introduce her to the high
and she sauce like thousand island
most kids i grew up with f-ckin sh-tting they pants (they can’t believe it)
some kids i grew up with be like “d-mn he the man” (it’s true)
some chicks i grew up with wanna suck off my mans (they do)
there’s enough to go around
we share ’em like fans (god d-mn)
y’all all my sons, all my sons
i am messiah
i cannot run i need my funds
this what i desire
if you gon try and take it b-tch you’ll burn in the fire
my clique don’t play no games
b-tch we was born inspired

[chorus]
i’ll bring you damage
i’ll bring you full speed
i’ll bring you my wrist
i’ll bring ’em my steed
ay, let yourself up in that brand new whip
love yourself or you will never heal
paint them walls the colors of your fears
let the gas off when you wanna veer

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