DAMN!

[Intro: Jethro]
Trapaholic's back
Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah

[Chorus: Jethro]
Damn
Brodie came in with the stick, damn
Bro poppin' out off the rip, damn
Walk with the fye, now we lit, damn
Crossin' that ho off the list, damn
We got a bag that we gettin' to, locked in, brodie, we can't ever miss, damn
I like to get to this paper so much while I'm watchin' my enemies pissed, damn

[Verse 1: MIRAKLE]
(Woah, huh)
I never miss, huh
Pop out, I'm talkin' my shit, huh
You wanna flex about getting a band I get with a flick of the wrist, huh
I fuck that ho, now she think she my main trick, treat her like she don't exist, huh
I put my ex in the front of my shows to show all the shit that she missed, huh
I take ya girl I just met to LA on a jet just to show her I'm rich, huh
Then when she tell me she think she in love, I laugh before blockin' the bitch, huh
Don't got no time for no snakes movin' different, I feel like burnin' that bridge, huh
Give me a mic and I'm feelin' like Messi, just gotta put me on pitch

[Chorus: Jethro]
Damn
Brodie came in with the stick, damn
Bro poppin' out off the rip, damn
Walk with the fye, now we lit, damn
Crossin' that ho off the list, damn
We got a bag that we gettin' to, locked in, brodie, we can't ever miss, damn
I like to get to this paper so much while I'm watchin' my enemies pissed, damn
Brodie came in with the stick, damn
Bro poppin' out off the rip, damn
Walk with the fye, now we lit, damn
Crossin' that ho off the list, damn
We got a bag that we gettin' to, locked in, brodie, we can't ever miss, damn
I like to get to this paper so much while I'm watchin' my enemies pissed, damn

[Verse 2: Jethro]
You mad that I'm lit, yeah
Droppin' your rent on the wrist, goddamn
Sauce with the clique
Wash that boy, then we turn 'em to mist
Got that boy mad 'cause I do what I wanna
I'm lovin' the drama and watchin' 'em trip
To find if I care, bro, you finna need Dora
You off of the flora, I'm laughin', I'm sick, ha-ha
You got no bread, no sauce, ha
Look at him, sad at his flaws, ha
Look at that boy, insecure, ha
Knowin' he'd lose to a boss, yeah
I can't imagine just bein' that sad, yeah, that's gotta suck (Yeah)
I can't give no pity, not none of my feelings, I don't give a– don't give a– don't give a–

[Chorus: Jethro]
Damn
Brodie came in with the stick, damn
Bro poppin' out off the rip, damn
Walk with the fye, now we lit, damn
Crossin' that ho off the list, damn
We got a bag that we gettin' to, locked in, brodie, we can't ever miss, damn
I like to get to this paper so much while I'm watchin' my enemies pissed, damn
Brodie came in with the stick, damn
Bro poppin' out off the rip, damn
Walk with the fye, now we lit, damn
Crossin' that ho off the list, damn
We got a bag that we gettin' to, locked in, brodie, we can't ever miss, damn
I like to get to this paper so much while I'm watchin' my enemies pissed, damn