Damn Right

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Cash Kidd] I got 99 problems, a bitch ain't one I've been too busy getting this cheese, I still ain't done Looking for some compitition, damn, there still ain't none? She mad as fuck sucking my dick, like damn, you still ain't cum? Eh my nigga, what's your bitch name on Instagram? Finna send that bitch some dick pictures, I don't give a damn Give a fuck if she screenshot me, my shit big as hell Got so many hoes, got more dimes than a wishing well I woke up with a dick full of [?] She put my dick in her mouth, and blew it like an avitar All these hoes just wanna fuck the nigga with the fastest car [?] start the whip, it sound like somethin off Gerasic Park Boy, you a lame, you hang with squares like Patrick Star Pussy, what's the point in having guns, if you don't have a heart? I can't let these niggas slide no more, we ain't at the park At the bar, 'bout to bless a bitch, call me Pastor Mark All these hoes retarded, [?] too much for me You think I ain't 'bout that life, then lil nigga, run up and see Have them wild niggas on your head if you fuck with me Leave you dead in the back of the car, like a bumble bee [Chorus: Cash Kidd] Man, everywhere I go, it's tension Damn, I don't even know these niggas Damn, guess I gotta show these niggas And I know we winning, 'cause they team [?] go against us They say I think I'm the shit, bitch, you damn right They say I'm feeling myself, bitch, you damn right Counting money, getting bands, all damn night Yeah, I'm the man and I know it, bitch, you damn right [Verse 2: Cash Kidd] Damn, R.I.P. Jef, gone too soon For him, I gotta hit somebody bitch every blue moonG Getting head with my buffs on, I'm feeling too cool Fucked the bitch once, then I'm skating like new new The realest youngest nigga doing it, them niggas foo foo If I see a fucking opp, up my Glock, [?] gon' shoot too Pockets fat as Broose Broose, full of paper like new shoes Boy, you talking to an animal, like Blue's Clues These niggas say they on my head, we can meet wherever And every nigga you came with , can R.I.P. together Got your baby mama feeling special, she my freak forever Take my niggas everywhere with me, we gon' eat together Heard you niggas talking down to hoes, but I don't know these niggas New buffs, chocolate everywhere, I got the golden ticket Got a lot of toys, like The Grinch when he stolen Christmas And even your bitch can get her top blew like Homer Simpson [Chorus: Cash Kidd] Man, everywhere I go, it's tension Damn, I don't even know these niggas Damn, guess I gotta show these niggas And I know we winning, 'cause they team [?] go against us They say I think I'm the shit, bitch, you damn right They say I'm feeling myself, bitch, you damn right Counting money, getting bands, all damn night Yeah, I'm the man and I know it, bitch, you damn right [Verse 3: Dbc Kiddo] Damn right, I fucked your bitch, all damn night I'm from the west, she from the east, I picked her up on [?] She the best, she a freak, choosing teams like [?] But I'm maried to the game, [?] You cash a bitch, but I'd rather get my man right And you a bitch, if you sit and watch your man fight Bands right in my pocket, [?] These niggas rookys, and they dealing with a vet G Grown man shit, coward [?] shit [?] who you think you playing with? Got [?] fuck the transcript And I ain't never show up, but I ran shit Kidd and Cash Kidd, from the west to east Never finish my plate, so all the rest can eat Just be a real nigga, that's the recipe But being a nigga like me, you can never be [Chorus: Cash Kidd] Man, everywhere I go, it's tension Damn, I don't even know these niggas Damn, guess I gotta show these niggas And I know we winning, 'cause they team [?] go against us They say I think I'm the shit, bitch, you damn right They say I'm feeling myself, bitch, you damn right Counting money, getting bands, all damn night Yeah, I'm the man and I know it, bitch, you damn right