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letra de damn - vxndxtta

[hook]
b-tches choosy then i pick and choose
i just looked at dmnds got less than a hunnit views (d-mn)
i just must not have turned up enough yet
came back harder than before i’m bout to double up (huh d-mn)
let’s get it jumpin like some double dutch
finna take off get to racing pop the double clutch (huh d-mn)
i’m in her dm’s and we bout to f-ck
plus i just found out that’s yo b-tch i’m bout to f-ck it up (huh)

[verse 1]
talkin sh-t can’t knock me off my pivot, no way
i’m just young and gettin it, targets on me getting ducked like “ole”
this sh-t easy, you can’t see me like i’m jeezy, it’s just me ok
i make hits, so i stack chips, might send yo b-tch some frito lay
ok rookie you a p-ssy i ain’t worried
matter fact send yo location i’m in a hurry
finna pull up to that spot and watch em scurry
boi you shaking like a b-tch you must be nervous
ready or not n-gg-, heads finna pop like d-mn
i millie rock cuz i need a million bottles to pop (yuh)
just the beginning we not finna stop huh like d-mn
all my n-gg-s demons ‘tis the season to be hot

[verse 2]
back in the group home, hoe list too long, guess the d-ck game too strong (aye)
got bars by the boat, why the wins so clean, that’s a whole lotta goo gone (aye)
on me god gave me a gift, what a day to be lit, guess the boat was a gravy
spit dope boi i’m wavy, got them lil n-gg-s hooked like c-ke in the 80’s
maaaaaannn
f-ck y’all n-gg-s
f-ck y’all n-gg-s
run up bruce lee nun chuck y’all n-gg-s
shottie make ya body double dutch my n-gg-
my flow cold, huddle up all winter
flow so hard make his face go numb
rap so hard make his brain go dumb
b-tch i’m a rapper, boi you a b-st-rd
i f-cked ya moms, never claimed no sons

- vxndxtta

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