Gahh Dam (feat. Hotlinerexx)

Sidney Austin, Teyrelle King, Tyrelle King

Back in that bitch like a mood swing
You can have that bitch
That bitch choosey
I don't follow informed niggas too loosely
You be on the gram, I be trynna shake sum
I been on the road shawty we could facetime
You don't wanna waste time fuck don't do it then
You don't wanna break bread fuck it imma take it then
Gah Dam
I just made a fortune watch it do aerobics
Gah Dam
All that poppin' what you got to stand up for it
Gah Dam
You is not my homie, you is not my manz
Gah Dam
I'm on go like Gah Dam
And I got favors again and again
Flavors on Flavors I'm picky like that
You know the sayin boy you just like yo dad In them days
He back on his shit like he rose from the grave
but this ain't Mark Calloway
Lighting the stakes up again and again and again
With every verse that I pen
Been cuttin' off loose ends no surgery
Town on my back like the bag in burglary
Hop off my wave bitch
Or I have to unleash the gang bitch
Stay in your lane bitch
The whips we float are not the same whips
Facelift
I was on the ground w the snakes in the grass
Had to do it wit rap had to put it in rap
Cause them demons say crash
I don't know about comin back
Back in that bitch like a mood swing
You can have that bitch
That bitch choosey
I don't follow informed niggas too loosely
You be on the gram, I be trynna shake sum
I been on the road shawty we could facetime
You don't wanna waste time fuck don't do it then
You don't wanna break bread fuck it imma take it then
Gah Dam
I just made a fortune watch it do aerobics
Gah Dam
All that poppin' what you got to stand up for it
Gah Dam
You is not my homie, you is not my manz
Gah Dam
I'm on go like Gah Dam
And I got favors again and again
Take a look at my presence
Now they got me back to rappin' I come with a pedal
I don't fuck with hatin' niggas
Always wondered why niggas who bark do not come wit a muzzle
Don't act like you know me I've showed you a little
These niggas be sweet I'm not talkin a skittle
I been on my grind they ask me what I kindle
Read between the line and call it accidental
We been losin' time and that shit in my mental
But I re-incline these hoes be condescending
Roll some tree and get higher than Bobby Whitney
From the clouds I've been climbing like out the chimney
Hit the three in rhythm then I do my shimmy
Poppin bottles drifting through some rum or Remy
Not gone say I party but it got the feeling
Only fuck with them niggas who fuckin with me
Only trust in hoes who really fuckin when we
Prolly fuck on the road now I'm in her kidneys
Smokin' loads on the phone and she love the feeling
Not gone say in control cause she rollin' wit me
In a lock like a hold got her through the ceiling
She got honor roll and I've been focused winning
Pissing diamonds and gold she not stickin' wit me
Boy these bitches will fold and that's on my jimmy
Gah dam Gah dam woah
Back in that bitch like a mood swing
Back in that bitch like a mood swing
You be on the gram, I be trynna shake sum
I been on the road shawty we could facetime

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