"Damn (CC2)" lyrics
(feat. Larry June)
[Nines:]
Damn, niggas wanna stick me for my paper
Damn, all becah I didn't do a favour
Damn, you're the last guy I was thinking was a hater
Damn, you was even in my pictures in Jamaica
Damn, I can't trust anyone I'm speaking to
Damn, my nigga, even you?
Damn, I can't trust a soul, nigga
Damn, she was just another gold digger
[Larry June:]
I'm riding with this whoopty, I don't know niggas
Money in my pocket, I don't owe niggas
Slide through the ends, two hundred in jewels
Nines hit my line, we got more to move
No tint on the coupe like I rock a suit
In a hot pursuit from the constable
I got three bitches, I can't lie to you
She hit for a dub, I said, "I'm proud of you"
Got my old screw out the shops so I'm lit again
But you outta pocket, ain't no way I'm ever tapping in
Game dub, put me on the play, all I know is win
Same nigga, I just elevated to some bullshit
[Nines:]
Damn, niggas wanna stick me for my paper
Damn, all becah I didn't do a favour
Damn, you're the last guy I was thinking was a hater
Damn, you was even in my pictures in Jamaica
Damn, I can't trust anyone I'm speaking to
Damn, my nigga, even you?
Damn, I can't trust a soul, nigga
Damn, she was just another gold digger
When I had no yay
I went overseas with a translator like Bobby Robson and Jose
It's a new connect, gotta move correct
Had the newest Porsche before I ever seen a music cheque
I turned Church Road to a chemists
I was knocking out grams like Don't Be A Menace
I was stuck in a slum, I ran it up, now I'm done
When I was bussing my gun, them guys were sucking their thumb
Certified stepper, all the opps and the Lord knows
Run a nigga down, hope his Crocs are in sports mode
Free my celly, hope he gets out okay
Every time I woke up, it was Groundhog Day
My nigga J saw it
I stepped on the brick then I sold it for the same price I paid for it
Don't complain, no one cares, get your P up
So much bricks, I could get twenty years for this re-up
Damn, niggas wanna stick me for my paper
Damn, all becah I didn't do a favour
Damn, you're the last guy I was thinking was a hater
Damn, you was even in my pictures in Jamaica
Damn, I can't trust anyone I'm speaking to
Damn, my nigga, even you?
Damn, I can't trust a soul, nigga
Damn, she was just another gold digger
[Larry June:]
I'm riding with this whoopty, I don't know niggas
Money in my pocket, I don't owe niggas
Slide through the ends, two hundred in jewels
Nines hit my line, we got more to move
No tint on the coupe like I rock a suit
In a hot pursuit from the constable
I got three bitches, I can't lie to you
She hit for a dub, I said, "I'm proud of you"
Got my old screw out the shops so I'm lit again
But you outta pocket, ain't no way I'm ever tapping in
Game dub, put me on the play, all I know is win
Same nigga, I just elevated to some bullshit
[Nines:]
Damn, niggas wanna stick me for my paper
Damn, all becah I didn't do a favour
Damn, you're the last guy I was thinking was a hater
Damn, you was even in my pictures in Jamaica
Damn, I can't trust anyone I'm speaking to
Damn, my nigga, even you?
Damn, I can't trust a soul, nigga
Damn, she was just another gold digger
When I had no yay
I went overseas with a translator like Bobby Robson and Jose
It's a new connect, gotta move correct
Had the newest Porsche before I ever seen a music cheque
I turned Church Road to a chemists
I was knocking out grams like Don't Be A Menace
I was stuck in a slum, I ran it up, now I'm done
When I was bussing my gun, them guys were sucking their thumb
Certified stepper, all the opps and the Lord knows
Run a nigga down, hope his Crocs are in sports mode
Free my celly, hope he gets out okay
Every time I woke up, it was Groundhog Day
My nigga J saw it
I stepped on the brick then I sold it for the same price I paid for it
Don't complain, no one cares, get your P up
So much bricks, I could get twenty years for this re-up
