Damn

Gnarly (Hahaha) Radical (Yeah, haha) Totally tubular, dude (Uh, uh, uh, uh) Wicked Hellalicious, hahahahaha Mega Ahem I have always liked "cowabunga" (Marc Boomin, this you?) Damn Damn (Boomin need extras) Damn Ayy, guess what? Damn I be ducked off in Cali, probably in the bay Hundred thousand dollars ain't shit, that's probably in the safe Five hundred thousand ain't shit, that's probably in the bank I just fucked that— Ah I just fucked your bitch, that probably was your— I just fucked your main bitch, that probably was your bae Why you eat mine, and you ain't know that probably was your plate? Damn Seen a bad bitch lookin' at me in the club That probably was your date How the fuck I end up in first place? It probably was your race Fuck you good, I'ma take your soul, probably was your mate Take your strap, put one in the head, put it— Ah Take your strap, put one in the hеad, put it to your face Mask on, fuck it, mask off, put one to your face Ayy, or I might just zip thе zipper to the top of the hoodie Kill 'em in the Bape (Damn) How the fuck you go to jail for some petty shit? Can't get out, you ain't got no bail Money, you ain't never had no scales, you ain't had no s— Ah Money, you ain't never had no scales, you ain't had no sales Have you ever seen your mans die? You ain't had no chills I just bought a flawless grill from Johnny, you ain't had no grill How the fuck you put it on the (Damn), you ain't had no scale How the fuck you weigh it up? You ain't had no scale How the fuck you go to jail— How the— Damn How the fuck your only bail's five-hundred, you can't pay your bail? I'll drop shells on your block like Taco Bell And I'll drop it in the grease like taco shells What the fuck you cookin' in the kitchen? Got a nacho smell Why the fuck you tryna take my— Ah Why the fuck you tryna take my fiend? That was not your sale Damn Damn Damn Ayy, guess what? Damn