Damage Lyrics

I could blow the backend

I done cut the baggage

I done cut the baggage

I done cut the baggage

Bitch, I'm still doing damage

I done cut the baggage

Break her heart by habit

I see niggas panic

I know they don't want no static

I could blow the backend

I know they mad I turned my back

I left these bitches damaged

I'm in the stu relaxing

Rollin back to back

And I keep me in peace for balance

Know they don't want no static

Money like I'm doing taxes

Funny how these bitches acting

I just blew a bag and made it back

They think I'm doing magic

I leave them trap hoes in the trap

I think I learned my lesson

These hoes yapping

I keep acting like it never happened

I like ratchet hoes

But I still need a Janet Jackson

Test them out

Then I promote whoever work the fastest

She keep asking where the cash is

Like a flippin' mattress

Call me later

You a addict tryna get your habit

I been known for cutting bitches

Don't get too attached

Red leather jacket with a strap

Feel like I'm Michael Jackson

Bitch, I'm still doing damage

I done cut the baggage

Break a heart by habit

I see niggas panic

I know they don't want no static

I could blow the back end

I know they mad

I turn my back

I left these bitches damaged

I leave them trap hoes in the trap

I think I learned my lesson

These hoes yapping

They keep acting like it never happened

I like ratchet hoes

But I still need a Janet Jackson

Test them out

Then I promote whoever work the fastest

Niggas scary it ain't static

I can see the panic

Left that bitch on read

Now she throwin temper tantrum

Baby tap in for the money

Like I do her taxes

You should learn from me

You out here takin honors classes

Leave them trap hoes in the kitchen make em do gymnastics

These hoes yappin

I keep actin like it neva happened

I like ratchet hoes

But I still need a Janet Jackson

Test em out then I promote whoever work the fastest

Bitch I'm still doing damage

I done cut the baggage

break her heart by habit

I see these niggas panic

I know they don't want no static

I could blow the backend

Know they mad I Turned my back

I left them bitches damaged

She keep asking where the cash is

I could flip the mattress

Call me later you a addict you can get yo habit

I been known for cuttin bitches

Don't get too attached

Red leather jacket wit the strap feel like I'm Michael Jackson