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pop smoke - damedot lyrics

[intro: damedot]
meech, lil broke ass n*ggas
look

[verse 1: damedot]
you say you gettin’ money, n*gga, me too (me too)
chirps for a low number, i’ma need two, ar clip see*through
nah, i ain’t the n*gga you want to start wit’, get a n*gga car flipped
[?] money [?] talk sh*t ([?])
get a squad wiped for a couple of them oranges
i can’t get no head in a whip ‘less it’s foreign
regardless how she look, she gotta leave when i’m done
b*tch, i gotta flee, gotta run (gotta go)
let off so many guns, leave his block soakin’
and i’m in that mairead dior like i’m pop smoke
he think that his b*tch comin’ back, but she not, though (she not, though)
n*gga, this a [?], but it sound like a chop, though
bro said he gon’ sweep a n*gga with a mop, though
i f*cked the sh*t out that b*tch then i got ghost
i blew some racks at the bar, but i got mo’

[chorus: g.t., damedot]
block hot as h*ll, bro, watch out for the narcos
[?] high as h*ll, dodgin’ potholes
what i’m sippin’ on coulda [?] a n*gga [?] ([?])
swear up and down they gettin’ money, but they not, though (but they not, though)
[?] big racks, yeah, n*gga, we got those (we got those)
and we dior, in that mairead like pop smoke (like pop smoke)
i just told two hoes to meet me on the top floor (mwah)
i slid past in a rolls royce, thought they’d seen a ghost (ghost)
[verse 2: g.t., damedot]
check the [?] we be havin’ it
money comin’ like i’m walkin’ with a money magnet
dope on the stove, leave the pints in the cabinet (pints in the cabinet)
use a b*tch address to catch his lil package
racks in the bed, can’t f*ck on the mattress (nah)
f*ck the lil eight, i don’t usually f*ck average (all tens)
put the sh*t together then make it all vanish
got a half brick, you ’bout to see me do magic (voilà)
n*gga, i don’t trust sh*t but my d*mn sk!ll
i d*mn sure don’t trust you, n*gga, you a tool (you a tool)
i got a backhand bigger than a whale
got that [?] for you boys, hit a n*gga’s cell
and i hate when n*ggas talk blow (shut the f*ck up)
[?], bro
you don’t got no [?] you shouldn’t even wanna talk, bro

- damedot lyrics

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