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Damn
1,186
Hip-Hop
Damn was released on September 1, 2023 by Murda King Records INC as a part of the album Damn - Single
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Release DateSeptember 1, 2023
LabelMurda King Records INC
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

Lyrics

Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, boom
Can't wait 'til I catch me a DD
Catch me a D with the Dot
LJS on the beat
YV, you know?
Know what's goin' on
Fake 100x in the spot, don't make it hot
Grrah, grrah, listen, grrah
Controllin' it all the way, like
Fourteen years old and you move like a bitch (Bitch)
I was fourteen and totin' the grip (Grip)
They know my bop, Mr. Everything Lit (Lit)
Got a beam with a knock with a switch (Switch)
Yo, DD, you a bitch
Uppin' that chop and I'm lettin' it rip, like (Grrah)
Try to run, but we ain't let him trip
Got a Glock and it came with a switch, like
How you look like Flock, but you keep on dissin'? (Dissin')
On bro, I'ma up on the Smith & (Smith &)
Talkin' too crazy, my shit get to clickin' (Grrah, grrah)
Grrah, like
Can't wait 'til I catch me a D with the Dot (Dot)
I'ma beat that **** out his socks (Socks)
Yo, DD, you a bitch
Uppin' this scope and I'm lettin' it rip, like
Yo, Mel, touch who?
Get too close, on bro, I'ma boom
Walk in the spot and I'm shakin' the room (Grrah, grrah)
Boy tried to front, he got swept like a broom, like, damn
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah (Grrah, gang, gang, gang)
Ayo, Idris, just creep (Just creep)
Ayo, Idris, creep, creep (Grrah)
See DD, I'ma up it
No talkin', no discussions
Bullets gon' hit him, leave him with concussions
Spin through they block and you know we gon' brush 'em (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Bro got the knocks, when we punt, we don't frontin' (Gang, gang, gang)
Bro got the knocks, when we punt, we don't frontin' (Grrah, grrah)
Uppin' that chop, no kizzy
Now he— shh, 'cause Noti get busy (Busy)
My son DK told me, "Get back" (Back)
So now we gon' do him like Ricky
Only fourteen and you said you gon' blitz me (Grrah, grrah)
Catch Star, have him runnin' like he skinny (Gang, gang)
Two poles up when I'm uppin' this semi (Grrah)
Boy talkin' hot, then he gon' end up deady (Gang, gang, gang)
Spin through the Hill tryna do me a drill
Off the 30, I shoot like a Seal
I'm not gangster? We gon' see the real
I'm not gangster? We gon' see the real
Try to run, but you know he got wet up
See an opp, I'ma shoot through the sweater
Thirty on me and I'm totin' Berettas
He movin' wock like he think I'ma let up
Like, damn, I'm the man
Walk in the spot and I'm tuckin' the tan
He tried to run up, thought he was a fan
'Til he started reachin', all you hear is—
Y'all **** know what's goin' on
Outside, never in, man
Spin the Hill tryna do me a drill, man
Free the 'ooters, man, free the 'ooters, man
We like that, for real, we like that
Written by: Idris Majo, Noticuz
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