Lil Luci - Got Damn (feat. Nyco HD)

I can smell the hate
Walk up in the place
N I smell the hate
Tryna see it out
I don't know my fait
Mumma said one day
I'll be great
Nigga
Pinky ring shining
Shit going crazy like a
Chandelier
Move out the way did
You hear me clear
Got damn
It's been a crazy year
So many ups n downs
Like a rollercoaster
You can get cooked
Like the bread inna
Toaster
N that boy missing
Someone put his name ona
Poster
Got damn
I can't explain what this feeling is
Member when my idol was
The dope man
But we passed that
Running up these checks
And we lap that
Laughing at the old me
Old me could of ended up
Ona Tee
Got damn
I could never get cold feet
Life like a game of chess
Not checkers
Plan two steps ahead
Nothing lesser
You could do better
You could do better
I can never bend or fold
I can never break
Listen to what you've
Been told
And listen to the ogs
They can put you on game
Cah they already been
Thru them things
I can smell the hate
Walk up in the place
N I smell the hate
Tryna see it out
I don't know my fait
Mumma said one day
I'll be great
Nigga
I was 16
Book in my lap
Pen in my right palm
Wanted the new Adidas
Shawty grippin' my left arm
She Knew I wanted her
Imagine me gripping
Guns
I'm tryna
Grip on her buns
Excessively throwing ones
I think I know what you want
So Gave her my number
That was back in December
I just met her this summa
All she want is designer
Shit I can't blame her
Louie belt
Red bottoms on
Fit them heels right
Harlem jigga
Walkin' feela nigga
Make ha kitty chat
Ain't no pity pat
Tic tac walk-in light the spliff
You know I got gas right
I gotta zip of this
Shawty like to roll it tight
I like it loose
Fuck it cool
Shawty wanna eat me up
I get in there
It's like a pool
Trunks on
Laying like a sniper
Cause that ass fat
Like it when she walk in
Take that robe off
Whippin' like a rover
Never drove it
The way that ass shake
Can't control it
Gave me flash backs
When I lost ya number
Glad you called me ova
Heard you feeling stress
Ya ex is a mess
Damn it that head is the best
Let me take off that dress
Take down them draws
Beat down them walls
I make her stutter
N all
What ever he won't do
Whatever you like
If the feelings right
You know I bring pipe
Sit back rolla blunt
Start counting tree
Rub ya butt
While you sleep still rollin' weed
Yea
Me n Luci might just
Take ya treesh
They see us
Fuck an id
Already know it's me

Written by:
Luca Bailey-Hogg

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