Dame Time

By TrDee

On 3-Peat

Released on July 1, 2019

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[Intro]

(Ooh, I love TaxFree)

Y'all really tried to play me like I ain't that nigga

Like I ain't been that nigga

Like I ain't been upping rolls

Y'all niggas silly

Ayy


[Verse]

Up late, get it in like I hate sleep

Get head for thirty minutes, bitch, my legs sleep

Can't stress over a bitch that you can't keep

I see y'all wanna hop on our wave, go and take a leap

Y'all not active and y'all BINs don't hit

I can really sit and count a twenty strip when I shit

I don't even know, eeny, meeny, miny, moe when I pick

Man, she keep giving me that look with my card, I'ma dip

Drip wet, got a feeling I might do it

Bitch bougie, can't nobody touch her booty

Told her, "You a fool if I can't"

And I'm feeling like Picasso, girl, I wanna paint yo face

I heard what I say too explicit

Well I can't help this shit if I live it

Make plays together then we split it

If you heard that I'm punching, nah, dummy, I ain't hitting

Don't go to school but I'm still in my bag

I probably spinned the bitch you want and left her ass sad

You finally got your [?] boy, I'm glad

But now I get my cheese and disappear like a dad

Talk 'bout shooting? Nah, bro, this not the day

When I give you that look then you gotta spray

I'm looking like, nah, girl, this not the way

I grab her hair like, "Bitch, you tryna set the play?"

Don't you ever try to play me for a dummy

I put my glasses on like, "What the fuck is so funny?"

You playing with some fire if you playing with my money

You that one bitch that wanna be a ho when it's sunny

Came up off the phones, feel like Steve Jobs

I know some niggas with no straps and they still rob

Throwing plays to my nigga Tron, he don't miss a lot

Ham after ham after ham, he don't miss his job

Karma on my ass, told that bitch come and find me

Walked in, fit drip like water, I'm Dasani

Get the head or ho the bitch, hmm, I'm deciding

If it ain't a M when my phone ring then I'm declining

I couldn't cap on these songs with my gown

Bitch, what the hell you doing? We finna go another round

Boy, I let these hoes go with no problem, you just hound

And I ain't picking up shit when I get it off the ground

Told that bitch I'm that nigga, she said period

Do we shit on these niggas? Is you serious?

She say, "Why they sending money? I'm just curious"

Told her ass, man, I lost my wallet like a idiot

Starting to feel like Dame 'cause I'm slept on

Feet on these niggas' necks, they get stepped on

When they counted Dame out, what he do?

So don't be mad when you see me acting new