Goddamn lyrics

[Intro: Mlody Blista, Famous Dex]
Aye, haha (f*ck)
Yeah b*tch
Yo I don't give a f*ck about this sh*t n*gga (hey)
Yo wassup lil bro
I'm flexin' on this n*gga everywhere I go n*gga
Oh man goddamn (f*ck)
Oh man goddamn (f*ck)
Oh man goddamn (And this song is real)
b*tch, sh*t
Oh man goddamn (I told you)
f*ck a b*tch from Japan (I told you)
Oh man goddamn (b*tch)
This b*tch is famous on a gram (I told you)
But she still takes a meds (I told you)
So fame is pain (ou, huh)
Fame is pain (aye yo I f*ck a b*tch)
Oh man goddamn (What? A Dexter)

[Chorus: Mlody Blista]

Oh man
f*ck a b*tch from Japan
Oh man goddamn
This b*tch is famous on a gram
But she still takes a meds
So fame is pain
Oh man goddamn
Oh man goddamn
[Verse 1: Mlody Blista]

Workin' hard
I wanna be a man
My n*ggas workin' hard
For street
My n*ggas workin' hard for family
My n*ggas lost they minds
But they never lost mind for a b*tch
My 40 kill n*gga if he snitch
Loyality over royalty
You know what I say

[Verse 2: Famous Dex]

I'm off the pill in this b*tch
Run up on me, keep my stick in this b*tch (what?)
You will be killed in this b*tch (fasho)
Oh my God I got too many b*tch
She say she wanna eat this sh*t
Ou, thots, eat a di*k
Ha ou, I'm sippin' clique
Run up on me, boy I get this stick
I'm off the pill in this b*tch
Run up on me, keep my stick in this b*tch (what?)
You will be killed in this b*tch (fasho)
Oh my God I got too many b*tch
She say she wanna eat this sh*t
Ou, thots, eat a di*k
Ha ou
[Verse 3: Mlody Blista]

You know the rules
So don't get confused
n*gga broke the code for hoomie
Monkey n*ggas
I ain't f*ck with b*tches and pus*ys
They always loosing
And we winnin' now
And we eat now
And we smoke some ops
And we smoke some dope
You somke reggie, you are hoe
I wan't suicide
I wan't suicide doors
Wait some time
Then I pull up with the Royce
We have spooky month
So we're gonna impale some bodies
And we pop some molly
To eat my pain
Not to flex
Cause I have problem
With my f*ckin' mental health
Damn (damn)
Goddamn (God, sh*t, sh*t)
[Verse 4: Famous Dex]

I keep a clique
Run up on me, boy you won't get it
I'm off the pill in this b*tch
n*ggas talkin' but never do sh*t
Why are you lookin' at this sh*t?
I just want to see this boy clap to that sh*t
I keep a Glock for a MOB
I have Glock and stick
Ou, you b*tch on my di*k
All she wanna do is take a lil d-
They will know
Baby girl you got to go
I know you are hoe
Imma put di*k in your throat
Ou, huh, yeah, hit this from road
Wait, bussdown with pay
I worked all days

[Chorus: Mlody Blista]

Oh man goddamn
f*ck a b*tch from Japan
Oh man goddamn
This b*tch is famous on a gram
But she still takes a meds
So fame is pain
Oh man goddamn
Oh man goddamn, aye aye aye (aye aye, real trapsh*t)

[Verse 5: Famous Dex]

And I'm geekin' on the stage
Ou, I got the paid
Yeah, bro go for the bag yeah
I'm never lackin' with my Glock in
All this n*ggas can watch this
I get your b*tch sincerely floppin'
My phone is ringin'
And I will not answer it
Baby girl wanna bouncin' this
I give her di*k
I give her stick
Baby girl wanna... (Ou yeah god-)

[Chorus: Mlody Blista}

Oh man goddamn
f*ck a b*tch from Japan
Oh man goddamn
This b*tch is famous on a gram
But she still takes a meds
So fame is pain
Oh man goddamn
(aye, water, what?)

(Real trapsh*t)