God Damn* lyrics

[Hook]

If we beefing, I won't make it public
I'd rather go meet him in public
She think I'm cheating, keep making assumptions
Man, god damn
Bro get eager to suit like russians
Put a di*k in the Glock, get to bussin
I'm on the block with my bros, and I'm in clutch
Man, god damn
n*ggas b*tches and they never been on sh*t
Keep a stick, but he not tryna poke sh*t
Don't trust a soul, not even the closest
Man, god damn
Me and mama, we slept with the roaches
Now I'm balling, don't need me no choaches
Wock in the cup make a n*gga look bloaded
Man, god damn

[Verse]
Bro on the mop, he tryna clean sh*t
He won't leave til' he sees n*ggas bleeding
I ain't on the block, but I'm still a demon
I been out in L.A. chasing green sh*t
She wanna f*ck with a n*gga who blinging
And I want a b*tch who gon' еat up my seemen
You know I f*ck on a b*tch then I'm leaving
Givе her di*k, have her running and screaming
On my backbone, can't make a bad song
b*tch I got rich off lyrics and trap phones
Still get a pack on, it won't be that long
Got put the team on my shoulders and backbone
She know I ain't that strong
Still broke her heart, like an ignorant as*h*le
Guessing that's wrong
Baby im sorry you mad tho
Don't try setting me up
b*tch I'm letting the gap blow
They know we streching sh*t out like a collar
Don't wanna beef if it ain't bout the dollars
Chasing my dreams
But bro still out chasing his opps
We both tryna say that we got em
These n*ggas putting they self in the beef
How you speaking on bro but you wasn't who shot him
We crack his head, no bottle, is it a problem?
n*gga speak up, what's the problem
Diva
I got a famous b*tch, she think I need her
I f*cked a b*tch off the flight with no visa
My b*tches faithful, ain't f*cking no skeezers
I ran a check up before with no sneakers
I left a b*tch last week, because she was very ungrateful and I couldn't please her
Chasing this money, I got 9 siblings to feed, so b*tch I ain't taking no breathers