Gotdamn!

Verse 1:
Gotdamn I know that I'm the shit
Rent a U-Haul ride it solo in the six
Chyea! And we smokin' out your bitch
No matter how you put it you ain't fuckin' with my clique
Bro-brown circle but we're barely alike
Because I figured I accept my own stereotypes
And that facts, clothes reek of old bologna
Raccoons starin' at me like holy moly

Chorus:
Gotdamn!
(Damn Damn Damn Damn Damn Damn Damn)
Gotdamn!
(Damn Damn Damn Damn Damn Damn Damn)
Gotdamn!
(Damn Damn Damn Damn Damn Damn Damn)
Gotdamn! Imma do me now
Stumble out with my Uzi bloaw yuh!

Verse 2:
Man I'm broke I'm stupid as hell
Not a cab driver but an Uber XL (askrrt skrrt)
Oh hallo come on in
Pull up to ur house and its thank you come again
Arm-armdeep in some Flamin Hot Cheetos
Renissance man like my name is Don Cheadle
Jager bomb ego bankin' on kilos
Giving head-shots like its K Lamar C4

Verse 3:
I remember staying up bumpin' D12
Words jumping out the page like I read brail
Seatbelts locked up product of a cheap thrill
Meek Mill how I tend to move against my free will
Yea, and you know you('re) straight feelin' it
The Paki boy with a bit more seasoning
In the kitchen cookin' up Aloo Gobi
Peppers hit your tongue and you'll be like oh-

Chorus:
Gotdamn!
(Damn Damn Damn Damn Damn Damn Damn)
Gotdamn!
(Damn Damn Damn Damn Damn Damn Damn)
Gotdamn!
(Damn Damn Damn Damn Damn Damn Damn)
Gotdamn! Imma do me now
Stumble out with my Uzi bloaw yuh!