GOT DAMN! Lyrics

Ay, let me try somethin' real quick

Ay, turn me up, I made another bag and I told her to run it up

I had enough, she keep sayin' dumb shit

Like, bitch, are you dumb or what

Freaky bitch and she like it rough

She just pull up in a belly truck

Ay, uh, pull up in a Benz truck

She gon' let my friends fuck

Bad bitch do the macarena

Had to get my bands up for the weekends

A broke nigga had to get my bands up

Three hoes with me like Santa

He just spread it with Fanta

Strip a bitch from Indiana

Ass so fat, I'm like, goddamn

Look, make a way

I'm a spectator, I ain't come to play

Nah, anyway

Lil' mama drunk, she need a place to stay

Damn, that's tough, but she on her own

Tell a nigga to come take her home

Sippin' Henny, got me in my zone

Hold up, look, shit, I'm lit, man

I'm usin' broads to kickstand

This is my year, I got big plans

She wanna toast to the big man

Ay, she a big fan

Dive in that pussy like quicksand

I knotted off to her quicksand

Yeah, uh, I got a shorty

And she don't do makeup

So you try and get your face beat

She say I'm a pretty nigga

And I'm handsome

Plus she said I look tasty

Shit, I'm in trouble

Liquor got me seein' double

That thing on her back is a bubble

I talk to my mans in the huddle

Like, bro, did you see that

He said no funny shit, I would breathe that

Pull up in a whip, pull the seat back

I told her bend it over like a kneecap

That pussy like a case, I'ma beat that

Call the next day to repeat that

If it look nice, I'ma eat that

She callin' her friends for the recap

Lane switch, swervin

Big body, suburban

Hoodie on, turbin

Old hoes, curvin

Too drunk, I'm nervous

Airplane mode, no service

In my bag, Birkin

Go get a bag, workin

Pull up in a Benz truck

She gon' love my friends for a bad bitch

Do the Macarena

Had to get my bands up for the weekends

A broke nigga had to get my bands up

Three hoes with me like Santa

He did a sprite with a Fanta

Strip a bitch from Indiana

Ask her if I don't like Goddamn

Goddamn

Goddamn