Dam Son.

Lyrics

[Intro: D4M $loan] Uh-ah, uh-ah, uh-ah Uh-uh, uh-ah Uh-uh, uh-ah Uh-uh, uh-ah (MC, make another hit) Uh-uh, uh-ah Uh-uh, uh-ah Uh-uh, uh-ah (Project, Project X) Uhh, ahh [Verse 1: D4M $loan & Bandmanrill] I'm with the Bandman, uh Choppa the boy in the dirt with the sandman, uh Bitch, I'm the man, man, uh 4 by 4, Lil' Baby the wham-wham, uh That went over your head though, uh Bitch, I'll knock off yo head though, uh Money man slime your head though, uh (?) (On bro, on bro, on bro, aye) [Verse 2: Bandmanrill] He wanna beef, he a fan, though Me and my bro, too deep in the bando Free up lil' homie, stuck in that can though 'Tryna get wealthy, get me some bands, though My bro they say I'm the ticket, they slowin' this rap shit, got niggas livid Shoot off they dome, this shit not real He play with the mob, gorillas, aye She wanna kick it, bitch I'm tryna mate They know I'm differеnt, so these niggas hate Hе say I'm what? Then say it to the face He want that smoke, so he gettin' waste I love bad bitches, don't care for the race Fuck with them niggas, can't come to the place Brodie a shooter, follow through a base He a shooter follow through a- (Wait) [Verse 3: D4M $loan] I told 'em I'ma smoke in the stu' though, huh Drive shit straight, I'm a pluto, huh I'on give a fuck, but you knew tho, huh Shoot once, better like two go, huh Like boy, like boy, get it on, huh Hump gang shit, I'm really on, huh Hump gang shit, I'm- (Hah-hah), uh I know you see that, homie, huh Better believe that, homie, huh If I'm in a ski mask, homie, huh Better be speed fast, homie, huh I told niggas to cheers, huh Send storm, I'ma send you to Jesus, huh I know them boys is believers, huh Hopefully make 'em believers, huh Make him a Witness Jahova, huh I can just slip and it's over, huh I got her bendin' it over, huh Tissin' and tippin' her toes, huh Like, damn, watch yo' head lil' baby [Verse 4: Bandmanrill] Bitch smart, gonna handle, baby Go ghost like Phantom, no Danny Know what I got, big Glock in the fanny, let's go Bitch, they know I'ma factor I see her, she bad, I might bag her I'm a munch, might eat up the platter Bro outside, he will throw taggers [Verse 5: D4m $loan & Bandmanrill] Got drugs, guns, coco, huh I'm on your team, with your hoe-hoe, huh Bitch want dick, like a pogo, uh We got drugs for the low-low, uh We got drugs for low (Ah) We got the funds for a show, wait (Ah) I make you run for this pole (Ah) Big ass gun, explode, look wait [Outro: D4m $loan & Bandmanrill] Uh-hah, uh-ah (Aye, aye) Uh-huh, uh-ah (Let's go) Uh-hah, uh-hah (God-damn it) Uh-hah, uh-ah (God-damn it) Uh-hah, uh-ah (Aye, aye) Uh-ah, uh-ah (On bro) God-damn it, God-damn it, God-damn it