lirik lagu damedot - champagne for gang.
[intro]
(welcome to the trenches, stay dangerous)
[chorus]
sixty for the rose dweller, i can’t dwell on sh~t else (i can’t)
brick of dog on my neck, turn my kit up (rrr)
you would think the sun in the club, i hold my wrist up (ice, ice, ice)
if you ain’t come to suck no d~ck, baby, get up (get out)
pour out some champagne for gang ‘fore i hit the bottle
my b~tch improved, she takin’ pictures, she think she a model (mwah)
she ain’t tryna have my baby, this b~tch tryna swallow
get an opp put together for a couple thousand
[verse 1]
you n~ggas out here lookin’ like you on thе brink of starving
i’m out here lookin’ like i got a brinks truck at thе appartment
i f~cked that b~tch so good, she said it was awesome (mwah)
we got done, she tried to stay, that’s when it got awkward
it’s nothin’ but love for my n~ggas, i’m hopin’ we prosper
if you said my b~tch was flawless, you preachin’ the gospel
get some head at [?], this ain’t [?]
he put the— in his nose, it burnt off his nostrils
i’m in the bank, and for some reason, i don’t see you n~ggas (i don’t see you n~ggas)
i don’t need no security, i got my people with me
boy, i ain’t lackin’ in the shower, i’ma keep it with me (it’s on)
it’s gon’ take your whole life just to see what i’m seein’ (sixty boy)
[chorus]
sixty for the rose dweller, i can’t dwell on sh~t else (i can’t)
brick of dog on my neck, turn my kit up (rrr)
you would think the sun in the club, i hold my wrist up (ice, ice, ice)
if you ain’t come to suck no d~ck, baby, get up (get out)
pour out some champagne for gang ‘fore i hit the bottle
my b~tch improved, she takin’ pictures, she think she a model (mwah)
she ain’t tryna have my baby, this b~tch tryna swallow
get an opp put together for a couple thousand
[verse 2]
i’m checkin’ for the mail, it should be tomorrow
if a n~gga play with me, he won’t see tomorrow
pour an eight of tris, i ain’t wakin’ up to tomorrow
’bout to hit this— with the fentanyl
n~ggas lookin’ like they starvin’, need to eat somethin’ (need to eat somethin’)
in a minute, finna have another piece comin’ (ice, ice, ice)
this b~tch ass so fat, i wanna see somethin’ (i got to)
and the b~tch head fire, she gon’ be somethin’ (i promise)
they ain’t even think to bring the weed ’cause we comin’
don’t sell n0body else the drank, ’cause we want it
smoke in the air, you know we on it
she’ll do whatever if i cash app her three hundred
[chorus]
sixty for the rose dweller, i can’t dwell on sh~t else (i can’t)
brick of dog on my neck, turn my kit up (rrr)
you would think the sun in the club, i hold my wrist up (ice, ice, ice)
if you ain’t come to suck no d~ck, baby, get up (get out)
pour out some champagne for gang ‘fore i hit the bottle
my b~tch improved, she takin’ pictures, she think she a model (mwah)
she ain’t tryna have my baby, this b~tch tryna swallow
get an opp put together for a couple thousand
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