DAMAGE

Lyrics

(Wow) (Bruh) (Bungalo Collective) (Bro) (Ay, what they gonna do now?) [Verse 1] Tripping on myself 'cause my pants too long Even when I'm slipping no I can't do wrong Hands by my face and my stance too strong She say sing to me but I do not do songs I be- (Shut yo bitchass up!) (Why yo pants too-) [Chorus] Ain't no threat but I might do damage Cut me a check get the money through a transfer Hate too common See you in the comments Lyin' to yourself Ain't it better being honest? [Verse 2] Lyin' to yourself thinking your fate can't change Haven't felt the sun for days can't maintain Cones imitate you know I keep my own Never fake it, ain't no way around it Had to go and take it Sympathize, I just want to minimize that Look in my еyes, don't they signify that? Won't say how feel, I can digitize that Thеy hate what is real, but can't recognize that [Bridge] Like that, uh huh, it's like that Like that, uh huh, it's like that Like that, uh huh, it's like that Can't keep me low, but won't keep me in the back (Ah, fuck) (Kiki, are you riding? Do you want me?) (Say you'll never ever leave from beside me) (But I want you, and I need you) [Verse 3] I'm posting where your parents live Find me at an outpost looking for a heretic 24 hours all it takes to make a summer hit Jit in the corner looking like he want another hit All night, ate up everything besides the oven mitt 24 cowards in my face I had to double it 48 powers in this space you don't want none of it Little old leaking out the face for the fun of it Time out, fourth down, think we got the run of shit Touchdown, Pinot on my waist I got discovered it Bouba, bouncing off the couch, Kiki punting it Round off, spiky like a glick I don't want none of it Bouba, bouncing off the couch, Kiki punting it I come equipped and hit a lick, then do the dash Write a check, and do it quick, I need the cash Opp packs, I'm smoking on big racks Won't lack, when I'm cracked I'm cooking up big snacks Talk smack, and you thinkin' I knew that I saw that but Homie you a rat, you breaking like Kit-Kat Snitch back, Karma calling, he wanted this bitch back When I twitch get scared, the forces is all black When I walk down I be feeling pretty from the top down Riding in the tinted with the top down I just really want to get some top now Make it really sloppy with the jaw sounds [Chorus] Ain't no threat but I might do damage Cut me a check get the money through a transfer Hate too common See you in the comments Lyin' to yourself Ain't it better being honest? [Outro] Tiptoe on your tombstone I ain't see it What's the odds of seein' three five sevens screaming Factor in god thats the next one you seein Bullet time Beat hard body like machinist (Bungalo Collective)