GODDAMN

[Intro: kqm]
(logan)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: kqm & SSJ Twiin]
Fuck it we pull up with gang
Thought my name was Johnny Dang
Swerving the coupe in the range
Yeah we ain't talking 'bout race, uh
Shoot that cutie in the face
And that's how we gon' paint yuh
And if you're gon' speak on my name, uh
These bullets gon' give you a taste, uh
Hold up, let me just switch my flow
Roll up, you finna get this shit I smoke
Pull up, I'm finna up that scope (Like, damn)
Twenty shots to your throat (Like, damn)
Got lеft by a goddamn hoe (Like, damn)
That shit think I got a goddamn toll on you
I'm finna run up thesе bands I can't lose
Big ass choppa, she in love with the tool
Run up on me like what you wanna do? (Damn)
I get some- What? I got some- Who?
I got some pack up in my blunt
I'm countin' green, I'm countin' blue
I got some racks up in my touch
Me and Twiin, this goin' crazy
This gon' fucking Pack-A-Punch
Oh that's your girl? That's your baby?
That bitch can't even make me nut

[Chorus: kqm & SSJ Twiin]
Goddamn, Goddamn
Goddamn, Goddamn
Goddamn, Goddamn
Goddamn, Goddamn
Goddamn
Pull up with me when I'm smoking yo pack
No I ain't smoking on Runtz
I got some good gas in my sack, I feed that shit to my lungs
She got some good back on that ass
I'm finna eat it for lunch
Muddy ass Glock on my side
And that bitch ready to bust
Pussy ass boy won't go outside so we caught him the cut

[Verse 3: ay3demi]
Uh, and I gotta choppa, it make him dance all of a sudden
And I gotta choppa, it make him sing all of a sudden
Keep talking on me, let the demon out
I got a tunnel vision, look at me
Yeah I'm on the brick pack you can see it (I don't like this)
Wait, what?

[Bridge: ???]
[?]
Hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah

[Verse 4: ay3demi]
Goddamn, I can't even hear
I just pulled up in a new-
That's a new ride so you can't
I don't like wasting my energy fucking these hoes
You wanna talk about gang so I pull out the pole
You smoke all that and you can't wipe your nose
Yeah, lemme go hang in the sphere
See the guap in my hand, [?]
A Glock on my hip, [?]
Leave that ho [?]
I was getting a divorce
[?]

[Verse 5: kronke]
I'm tryna get some guap
I got a hoe out the mud
Bitch I been smoking on one
Bitch I been smoking on crack
I got a Glock, put it up in his face
Turn a bad bitch to a munch
Hey there bad bitch, I'm up
You talking shit like, a bunch, damn
Uh, I'm taking you is a joke
Too mob bitch, I'm whipping the pole
My girl on the side, she ready to blow
Smoking that shit too fast
I-I-I'm counting guap like bands, yeah I made it
[?] I hate it
Fuck with the commas, ya'll money too basic
I'm upping the choppa, I'm upping the TEC
Open that bitch and I'm counting the racks

[Chorus: kqm & SSJ Twiin]
Goddamn, Goddamn
Goddamn, Goddamn
Goddamn, Goddamn
Goddamn, Goddamn
Goddamn
Pull up with me when I'm smoking yo pack
No I ain't smoking on Runtz
I got some good gas in my sack, I feed that shit to my lungs
She got some good back on that ass
I'm finna eat it for lunch
Muddy ass Glock on my side
And that bitch ready to bust
Pussy ass boy won't go outside so we caught him the cut