Damaged - Intellectual

HOOK

I never planned it

How this shit turn out I didn't plan it

Made a couple bands you can't have it

Niggas want the swag you can't have it

We send a shot at an opp and he damaged

We send a shot at an opp like we Magic

We make an opp disappear like .. magic

Okay, we can make him fly

Ain't nothing to put him in the sky

VERSE

Can't trust nothing you say when all you do is lie

Can't look me in my eyes

(Eye)

Can't think right I got sin inside (woah, woah)

I just pour that 2 x 2 my cup shit keep me energized

Brand new coupe got blicks inside

In case I see that bitch, (woah, woah) gotta run him down

'Fore they take something from mе and my kin'nem (woah , woah) we gonna gun him down

2 by 2 they pull up and it's 2 by 2 wе hunt 'em down

Few by few they come, like Mardi Gras they hear that drumming sound (woah, woah)

Piston on my side hold 32, like Andre Drummond now

I can't go out sad just know I'm strapped up when you come around

Left 'em in the past so they got hands out when I run around

Know when it rain it's pouring down (woah, woah)

Got a big ass chop, no average

We split his shit like a fraction

Hop in that ghost with the traction

If you see me in the function

100% chance I am not lacking

Walk out the bank, I'm just laughing

I turn that bitch husband to a has been

BRIDGE

We finna spend like a fidget

All I do count up the digits, your bitch want my digits

20 times 10 on my neck and it glisten

20 divided by 5, bitch I sip it

That nigga said he want smoke are you kidding me?

Strapped from the front to the back, ain't no killing me

I turn his main man to a memory

Shooter made 8 bands off a killing spree