JPEGMAFIA - DAM! DAM! DAM! (OG MIX) lyrics

[Intro] Some of you ni**as ain't like that So I-I-I, I can't, I can't ever say nothin' to you You know, I just gotta sum you up You the sum up type Round you ni**as up to one lil' thing, you know, gotta address You know what I'm sayin' Put you in a bucket, dump the fu*kin' fire Damn, damn, damn! [Verse 1] Damn, damn, I feel like the new black Hen' Rollins ni**as studyin' my footwork, I'm James Harden b*tch, who you wit'? (Who you wit'?) Where you goin'? Uh, come here I thought I told your ass already I ain't from here (Facts) And, yeah, we gotta drive to La La and you know why I gotta go and hurry through New Jersey, can't pump there (No) Babe (Babe), I'm such a negative b*tch (Why?) My friends turned on me, then I turned rich (Pshh) Sodom, Gamorrah, I turned back, they still talkin' sh*t (Damn) Hold my hand (Yeah), all my ex-ex-fans (That's right) I promise (Yeah), I swear the baby need somebody and a new header (Uh-huh) I did *** like, "Of course I could do better" (What else, uh) [Chorus] Gotta take more shots, get a good lead Keep takin' them shots 'til the rim bleeds 'Til I succeed, work like Lil Steve Workin' all day, I don't take no sick leave In my sleep, hear click beats Gotta keep swimmin' 'til that motherfu*kin' ship leak Yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh Uh, what? Uh, what? Uh, what? Uh, what? [Verse 2] Your b*tch is just fu*kin' whoever (Yeah) I fu*k her, she's yours, she let 'em (Okay) Damn, is this the price of havin' fans? Babe, I'm so precise, I'm always planned (Ayy, what the fu*k?) And Afro Thunder with these hands, uh (Yeah) On your head, gon' be some, uh (Frrp, sheesh) On my head must be some bands (Yeah) Gucci Mane, I think I love her (Yeah) Danny Swain, I think I love her (Yeah) Big nose in the ***** (Ah) Feel like Andre Iguodala (Facts) The money put me in a trance (What? Yeah) The label got me nudgin' stems (Wait) I need way more than that for an advance (Oh, yeah) Play with my money, sh*t won't go as planned (For sure, sure) [Chorus] Gotta take more shots, get a good lead (For sure) Keep takin' them shots 'til the rim bleeds 'Til I succeed, work like Lil Steve Workin' all day, I don't take no sick leave In my sleep, hear click beats Gotta keep swimmin' 'til that muhfu*kin' ship leak Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh Uh, what? Uh, what? Uh, what? Uh, what? [Outro] Oh, it's just, man, fu*k that [?] I just gotta let you know I prolly shouldn't be talkin' like this, but It's fine