DAM! DAM! DAM! lyrics

[Intro]
Some of you n*ggas ain't like that
So I-I-I can't, I can't ever say nothin' to you
You know, I just gotta sum you up
You know, you a, you a sum up type
Round you n*ggas up to one lil' thing, you know, gotta address
You know what I'm sayin'?
Put you in a bucket, dump the f*ckin' fire
Damn

[Verse 1]
Damn, damn, I feel like the new black Hen' Rollins
n*ggas studyin' my footwork, I'm James Harden
b*tch, who it? (Who it?)
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, Gomorrah, 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 some body and a new header (Uh-huh)
I did **** like, "Of course I could do better" (Of course, what else? Uh)

[Chorus]
Gotta take more shots, get a good lead
Keep takin' them shots 'til the rim bleed
'Til I succeed, work like Little Steve
Workin' all day, I don't take no sick leave
In my sleep, hear click beats
Gotta keep swimmin' 'til that motherf*ckin' ship leak
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh, what? Uh, what? Uh, what? Uh, what?
[Verse 2]
Your b*tch is just f*ckin' whoever (Yeah)
I f*ck her, she's yours, she let him (Okay)
Damn, is this the price of havin' fans?
Babe, I'm so precise, I'm always planned (Ayy, what the f*ck?)
And Afro Thunder with these hands, uh (Yeah)
On your head, gon' be some— (Sheesh)
On my head must be some bands, huh? (Yeah)
Gucci Mane, I think I love her
Yeah, Danny Swain, I think I love her
And big nose in that **** (Ah)
I feel like Andre Iguodala (Facts)
Yeah, the money put me in a trance (Yeah)
What? 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
Keep takin' them shots 'til the rim bleed
'Til I succeed, work like Little Steve
Workin' all day, I don't take no sick leave
In my sleep, hear click beats
Gotta keep swimmin' 'til that motherf*ckin' ship leak
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh, what? Uh, what? Uh, what? Uh, what?
[Outro]
Oh, it's just, man, f*ck that
I just gotta let you know
I probably shouldn't be talkin' like this, but
It's fine