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g.o.a.t - damjonboi lyrics

[intro]
(damjonboi)

[verse]
call my brother b and tell him that i’m on the way
me and dime blowin’ cookie, this sh*t from the bay
it’s so many lame n*ggas in my f*ckin’ way
don’t give a f*ck if we was bool, you n*ggas gotta pay
the game cold, but i got heat for that
how you pourin’ drank without no house? where you sleepin’ at?
they tried to lock us out this b*tch, i got the key for that
don’t talk too crazy ’cause we know where your people at
lost everything around me, been through h*ll and back
hit the club with my brothers just so we can flex
got bored, blew a couple thousand on my neck
tryna argue with a lame, they ain’t gon’ pay no rent
i know who really f*ckin’ with me and i won’t forget
i know how ball was feelin’ when he said, “i want this sh*t”
got a few bad hoes but life ain’t about no b*tch
never catch me in no club without no f*ckin’ stick
my brother stabbed me in the back, some sh*t i won’t forget
i just spent a seven*ball for a pair of kicks
h*ll nah, i ain’t no swiper, i got cash money
n*ggas sick ’cause they heard i signed with fast money
brought this sh*t to texas, heard they got a bag for me
i’m sick n*ggas gettin’ fresh with they last money
n*ggas made this sh*t a job, it was class for me
don’t reach for sh*t in this direction, they gon’ blast for me
biscotti in this russian cream, boy, this real cookie
n*ggas used to be my dogs, now they real p*ssy
on somethin’ real, i’m tryna move my mama to the coast
havin’ dreams i’m in the rari, so i know it’s fours
f*cked a n*gga summer up, he thought he saw a ghost
i got real power in my hood, them boys do the most
i got real k!llers in my family, don’t get too close
one wrong move, trey trey got ’em in a scope
put two thousand to the side and bought my b*tch a coat
i’m the king of the jungle, n*gga, you a roach
k!ller on the other end, we ’bout to drop a four
i just bought a thousand blues, n*gga, i gotta go
hit the club and pour an eight like i ain’t got a show
they hate seven mile n*ggas and we already know
out in cali, me and cas blowin’ out the ‘bow
in benihanas off the sake with my lil’ ho
ayy, i heard n*ggas want some problems
b*tch, we pullin’ up with choppers, black catty like obama
big guns like osama, i don’t get it, what’s the problem?
middle finger to your honor, p*ssy n*gga, free my bloodas

- damjonboi lyrics

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