PUDA - Damn, Again! (feat. Benji Kobain & caikozart!)

Damn
I keep on rolling these drugs but I wanna quit it
Like damn
I keep on rolling these drugs but I wanna quit it
My mother don't like what I'm doing she say that I'm wildin but momma your boy is just living
I'm just tryna get to the bag tryna get to the cheese and go hard and break out of my ceiling
And if they gon talk out they mouth then they better be ready I'm cocking and shooting not missing
Like damn
Bitch I'm the man with the plan
I be focused on cash racks tryna make this money in advance
Thottie gon shake her ass for my mans
Sipping that wock shit got me bent
If I see the cops then I jump the fence
If I see a opp then he running man
Feeling like Lola need a hunnid bands
You not my brother no you not my mans
Said I hit and dip catch me if you can(Huh)
Your lil bitch she a fan
Nut her back nigga dirty dan
Cooking shit up nigga frying pan
Making songs with the gang nigga like a band
Y'all boys down up in life yeah you ain't do shit
If he talking to gang nigga sucking dick
Nigga be hoes, nigga be lame
Bitches be wanna fuck for the fame
Think it's a game
You'll get hit with that flame
My niggas got range
I pulling from deep like I'm Dame
Cause I got the range
I'm shooting I'm letting it rain
Like damn
That bitch is a thot she want us to run up a train
That's insane
What the fuck is she good in the brain(Hello)
I don't understand I'm just rolling this pain
These bitches be stupid they never intelligent
They always from hell and I need me a heaven sent
Lotta niggas like snakes and they never was relevant
I'm popping and rolling these drugs for the hell of it
Put the flame to the gas I'm controlling the elements
Controlling the elements feeling like Aang
I'm Mr. Fourth quarter go out with a bang
Not rocking with weird shit you niggas can't hang
I'm big Slatier I go hard for the gang
I pull up in the cam, I go ham
I'm the don get with the program
Want to give me her love it's sham
They be stealing my swag off the gram
Like damn
I keep on rolling these drugs but I wanna quit it
My mother don't like what I'm doing she say that I'm wildin but momma your boy is just living
I'm just tryna get to the bag tryna get to the cheese and go hard and break out of my ceiling
And if they gon talk out they mouth then they better be ready I'm cocking and shooting not missing
Like damn

Written by:
Castel Pettiford, Laquan Benjamin, Theodore Davis III

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