GODDAMN lyrics

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

[Verse 1: kqm & SSJ Twiin]
f*ck 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 sh*t 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 sh*t 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' f*cking Pack-A-Punch
Oh that's your girl? That's your baby?
That b*tch 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 sh*t 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 b*tch ready to bust
pus*y 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 f*cking 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
b*tch I been smoking on one
b*tch I been smoking on crack
I got a Glock, put it up in his face
Turn a bad b*tch to a munch
Hey there bad b*tch, I'm up
You talking sh*t like, a bunch, damn
Uh, I'm taking you is a joke
Too mob b*tch, I'm whipping the pole
My girl on the side, she ready to blow
Smoking that sh*t too fast
I-I-I'm counting guap like bands, yeah I made it
[?] I hate it
f*ck with the commas, ya'll money too basic
I'm upping the choppa, I'm upping the TEC
Open that b*tch 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 sh*t 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 b*tch ready to bust
pus*y ass boy won't go outside so we caught him the cut