Damjonboi
Damjonboi
Damjonboi & G.T. &
Damjonboi
Damjonboi & Trey Trey & 7 Mile Clee
Damjonboi & Fettie
Damjonboi & West Warren King & Nuk & Brikk Fair
Damjonboi & DaBoii & Mistah F.A.B.
Damjonboi & Big Quis
Damjonboi & LOM Rudy
Damjonboi & Fettie
[Verse 1: Damjonboi]
Let’s take a flight to Dubai, drink some champagne on the plane
You ain’t never left the country? Well that shit about to change
Get yo’ mind off that bullshit, stop thinking ‘bout that lame
Spent six-hundred on a Gucci shirt and it was plain
I ain’t gon say that I’m rich but you know money ain’t a thanf
We was rockin’ back then, way before I had a name
You told me I was shining way before I had a chain
But ever since I got a buzz this shit ain’t been the same
We can hit Miami, blow some buggey by the pool
Good, sweet, heavy ocean just so you can see the view
Put you in a Louis fit, eating dinner on the strip
I see you got good taste, steak & lobster on yo’ shit
You know I got good taste, but I’m really from the streets
You don’t even blow tree but you gon hit it once for me
Now tell me, would you love me if I was down?
If I didn’t have a name, would you still be around? Tell me
[Chorus: Damjonboi]
(Tell me)
If I was broke would you still hold me down?
If I ain’t have it would you still come around?
You gon’ get that lawyer for me if I get caught out of town? Tell me
(Tell me)
You gon help me move this bag, help me count this cash?
Tell me would you still care?
If this shit fell apart, would you still be right here? Tell me
[Verse 2: LOM Rudy]
Tell me
If it ain’t about the bread, would you pick up the phone, come and see me in the feds?
When you think about the future, do you see me in the plans?
Would you pop this other half? If I take it then you dead
You get to acting crazy when I have you in yo feelings
You ain’t gotta be nervous, I’ma have you ‘round some killas
You ain’t gotta be perfect, just don’t tell a nigga business
Trust me it’s gon’ be worth it bae you dealing with a chemist (Swear to god)
If my lifestyle too much, would you tell me?
Ima keep you in Gucci & LV
If the dope stay grade A and don’t fail me
Teach you how to weigh half’s and them lbs
Ain’t suppose to leave the country, but it’s happening
I’m a felon, they think that I’m drug trafficking
Now tell me, would you love me if I was down?
If I didn’t have a name, would you still be around? Tell me
[Chorus: Damjonboi]
(Tell me)
If I was broke would you still hold me down?
If I ain’t have it would you still come around?
You gon’ get that lawyer for me if I get caught outta town? Tell me
(Tell me)
You gon’ help me move this bag, help me count this cash?
Tell me would you still care?
If this shit fell apart, would you still be right here? Tell me