NEVER FORGET lyrics

by

Damedot


[Chorus]
Walked out the trap feelin' like a ticket (A million)
Paid fifty for this pendant, n*gga, come and get it (Ice, ice, ice)
I f*cked that lil' b*tch so crazy, she'd never forget it (Never)
Anything you ever seen me wearin', you would never get it (Damedot)
I can't f*ck her in this hoodie, she gon' try to steal it
Got three hundred worth of ice, listen, I be chillin' (Woo)
Bronem want me to hit society, think I'ma miss it (I ain't gon' make it)
My b*tch need some di*key, brodie need a chicky

[Verse 1]
She smoke weed and do shrooms, man, this b*tch a hippiе
You ain't havin', n*gga, you ain't gotta lie to kick it
I spent too much on this drank, I've been tryna kick it
If it ain't 'bout no papе', I ain't tryna—
Bookin' shows back to back, I've been gettin' busy
You wanna boss up your life, need to get in with me
I just showed Instagram like a hundred-fifty
Anyway, I could f*ck a bad b*tch like any day
Passin' out stimmies in the club, this a giveaway
Sippin' out this pint, I feel like I ain't even pee today
You would be done had a closed casket, they can't see his face
These lil' n*ggas'll di*k suck they knees away
I don't know if these n*ggas high or it's these n*ggas lazy
Damedot dropped out the blue, you should see they face
I know you n*ggas lookin' at the band, but you should see the face
If you ain't come to spend no money, you should leave the place
Before you f*ck around and find out, you be at the gates
My lil' ho want me to buzz her in, say she at the gate
My b*tch black X6 got the paper plates
You call these n*ggas real? We call 'em fake
These n*ggas tryna troll, we call 'em Drake
I just closed on the house, b*tch bring me some cake
You lil' broke n*ggas ain't got what it take
[Chorus]
Walked out the trap feelin' like a ticket (A million)
Paid fifty for this pendant, n*gga, come and get it (Ice, ice, ice)
I f*cked that lil' b*tch so crazy, she'd never forget it (Never)
Anything you ever seen me wearin', you would never get it (Damedot)
I can't f*ck her in this hoodie, she gon' try to steal it
Got three hundred worth of ice, listen, I be chillin' (Woo)
Bronem want me to hit society, think I'ma miss it (I ain't gon' make it)
My b*tch need some di*key, brodie need a chicky

[Verse 2]
I'm f*ckin' on my b*tch while her friend lookin'
These hundreds like a call booklet, it's gon' cost a check to book me
I'm lookin' like a pure brick of coke, thinkin' they could cook me
n*ggas think this sh*t be all rap 'til I'm in they bushes
I be on stage, b*tches scream my name when I'm rappin'
Dog said he had the—, should've knew he was cappin'
So many stones on my face, I couldn't even see what happened
I be walkin' out the bank with these racks, I be laughin'
(Hahaha)
Ayy, I pulled up in a Maybach truck, he pulled up in a Magnum
Huh, I told the b*tch call me Jack 'cause I f*ck like a rabbit
If we on you, it don't matter if your ass cost an atlas
f*ck a b*tch from the back with them racks on the mattress
I should go and be a doctor, all this drank in the cabinet
b*tch, it's FG Damedot, a dog, I'm a savage
[Chorus]
Walked out the trap feelin' like a ticket
Paid fifty for this pendant, n*gga, come and get it (Ice, ice, ice)
I f*cked that lil' b*tch so crazy, she'd never forget it (Never)
Anything you ever seen me wearin', you would never get it (Damedot)
I can't f*ck her in this hoodie, she gon' try to steal it
Got three hundred worth of ice, listen, I be chillin' (Woo)
Bronem want me to hit society, think I'ma miss it (I ain't gon' make it)
My b*tch need some di*key, brodie need a chicky
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