Varce City, Porsche Love, Ruga - DAMAGE
I'll bring you damage
I'll bring you full speed
I'll bring you my wrist
I'll bring 'em my steed, ayy
Let yourself up in that brand new whip
Love yourself or you will never heal
Paint them walls the colors of your fears
Let the gas off when you wanna veer
Ay, she twerk on the poley
I let her do her dance on the shit awfully slowly
100 bands in my hands what I'll have when I'm 40
Let 'em in to see the stash
Now they talking to police
You's a bitch at yo level
You'll never be shit, it's real
I got my shooters beside me
And they hit targets at will
We came for more than the diamonds
We want the store then we'll chill
We in the mafia plotting
My boy's Italian for real, hey
Watch out who you talking to
The realest alive (I am)
If you scared of poppin' too
Then don't go outside (You can't)
We been in the bunkers
But it's our time to shine (It is)
And we ain't in to stalking her
That bitch gon' arrive
I'll bring you damage
I'll bring you full speed
I'll bring you my wrist
I'll bring 'em my steed, ayy
Let yourself up in that brand new whip
Love yourself or you will never heal
Paint them walls the colors of your fears
Let the gas off when you wanna veer
I want 50k on my wrist
I'll smoke my drugs on papyrus
Fuck a critic and their mileage
I'm the best and that's the finest
Fuck a bitch who talking, wildin'
Send me pics and now she smiling
Introduce her to the high
And she sauced like Thousand Island
Most kids i grew up with fucking shittin' they pants (They can't believe it)
Some kids I grew up with be like, "Damn, he the man" (It's true)
Some chicks I grew up with wanna suck off my mans (They do)
There's enough to go around, we share em like fans (God damn)
Y'all all my sons, all my sons, I am messiah (I am)
I cannot run, I need my funds, this what I desire (It is)
If you gon' try and take it, bitch you'll burn in the fire (You can't)
My clique don't play no games, bitch we was born inspired
I'll bring you damage
I'll bring you full speed
I'll bring you my wrist
I'll bring 'em my steed, ayy
Let yourself up in that brand new whip
Love yourself or you will never heal
Paint them walls the colors of your fears
Let the gas off when you wanna veer
Written by:
Brandon Scarpato
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