DAMAGE MJR. lyrics

by

Thouxanbanfauni



[Intro]
Tell me what I need you for
Tell me why we're both at war
I don't really care no
Tell me what I need you for
Tell me why we're both at war
I don't really care no
Tell me what I need you for
Tell me why we're both at war
I don't really care no more
Look at what we're fighting for
Had to tell him no more show, so

[Chorus]
Destroying sh*t, 4.0 GPA, did that in damage (did that in damage)
Came with a pair, this hoe got annoying love, I want her friend (I want her friend)
n*ggas talk crazy on the 'gram, When we see 'еm in person they scram (in person thеy scram)
I'm trespassing, hoppin' these fences, these n*ggas tryna gatekeep me in (tryna gatekeep me in)
My body is astral projecting, I think that this sh*t just kicked in (sh*t just kicked in)
But the driver a chauffer so I can get neck in the back of the Benz (back of the Benz)
If she bring up some shopping, she sh*t get replaced quick, and then she get bling (then she get bling)
Can't have no chameleons on my team, these n*ggas ain't gang, they just blend (they just blend)
(Tell me what I need you for)

[Verse]
I like the way that the VV is hitting the natural light, oh they be biting
That was just her, she invited her friend
Oh that's a plus, it's a cherry with ice
Archive in the coin and the whip lightning
Talkin' bout fresh the fit, a [?]
I'm floatin', I'm 'outta here, goin' out my body
Zero gravity like Houston, it's a problem
RBG same color different diamonds
JFK rollie, presidential perfect time
I will do licks for my gang and my fam
Eye for an eye, we linked in blood
G95 with a switch and a beam
Better [?] ain't included but I had this sh*t [?]
Dan Schneider on a AR-15, we ain't aiming at feet hoe, we leaving you slump
[Chorus]
Destroying sh*t, 4.0 GPA, did that in damage (did that in damage)
Came with a pair, this hoe got annoying love, I want her friend (f*ck with her friend)
n*ggas talk crazy on the 'gram, When we see 'em in person they scram (in person they scram)
I'm trespassing, hoppin' these fences, these n*ggas tryna gatekeep me in (gatekeep me in)
My body is astral projecting, I think that this sh*t just kicked in (sh*t just kicked in)
But the driver a chauffer so I can get neck in the back of the Benz (back of the Benz)
If she bring up some shopping, she sh*t get replaced quick, and then she get bling (then she get bling)
Can't have no chameleons on my team, these n*ggas ain't gang, they just blend (they just blend)

[Verse]
Crashing out bout a b*tch, no more to marriage
These n*ggas steady goin' out sad and that's tragic
I ain't lettin' nobody get the one up, most I'll let these n*ggas do is just doubt
I done told these hoes they can have no more me, but they can die on the hill and shout it
I ain't goin back for these n*ggas, I ain't goin back for nobody, I ain't doin no backtrack
I done had to do stuff, old n*gga mindset
Baby I done had to switch up my bad habits
Ain't a hoe gettin' up the one over me, these hoe can die on the same hill that they shouted
Playin' with the guap, you 'bout to go out sad
I won't crash about a b*tch, but I'll crash about a bag
Goin duffle with a P in the back of an Uber
Send this sh*t to the plug, no worrying about traffic
Jailbroke the Cybertruck, unlocked the horsepower
500 plus [?] hit the dash
Leave 'em on the highway through a spaghetti junction
n*ggas think they keepin' up, I ain't even need the gas
CDL match the BDL, all X, dump truck hold a bag, keepin' all the cash
I done told lil momma try to make low profile
She the female me with the energy to match
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