Damedot - Priceless lyrics
[Damedot - Priceless lyrics]
(Ooh, Rell)
This Clase Azul got me reckless
Got me dumpin za ash all over my necklace
(Damn)
Pussy cost a thousand, the head was priceless
Smoke weed, drink lean, I got a lot of vices
(Lot of vices) walk in on gang
You gon see a lot of ice kit's (RGS, RGS)
We'll beat a nigga ass to
Death in some white sticks
My bitches took a trip to China (To China)
Heard they got the fire wigs there
She tryna buy em (She tryna buy em)
I ain't bustin down none of these bags
I'm 'bout to fly em
I ain't bout to bake none of these chickеns
I'ma fry em
Had to use my son bottle for thе drank
He was cryin (yeah)
You'd be in jail if bein broke was a crime
(Broke boy) bitch, you can go swimmin
My backyard got a pond (Mwah)
You can get what you want, bitch
I got a magic wand (yeah)
We be drinkin clean cause we
Got it from the pharm
Chrome hoodie only time my heart on my arm
One thing I'm not tryna do is go federal
(Woo, woo)
Ask me if I ever took a loss, nigga, several
(I took a lot of them bitches)
Nigga, all I'm tryna do is
Spin like a merry-go (Spin)
I was bout to roll an opp pack
But it's already rolled
Prayed to God for a colder heart
Cause it's already cold (Ice, ice)
I'll get a nigga you already know
(You already know)
Pass you to my nigga, that's a give-and-go
(You can have this bitch)
No, this ain't no cheese from yesterday
This a different roll
Naw, this ain't the bitch from yesterday
This a different ho (Mwah)
Say you paid what for that
Pop? What you sippin on?
(What you drinkin'?)
You gotta know these hoes for everybody
What you trippin on?
You gotta know it's sixty in that mag
That's why the clip so long (Drrr)
Me and broke niggas, we don't get along
(Hell nah) i think I had a bad day
I'm bout to sip a four
I'm finna go and blow a
Bag on my stripper ho
(Blow some racks on her)
I think I hear some money knockin, nigga
Get the door
One thing I'm not tryna do is go federal
(Woo, woo)
Ask me if I ever took a loss, nigga, several
(I took a lot of them bitches)
Nigga, all I'm tryna do is
Spin like a merry-go (Spin)
I was bout to roll an opp pack
But it's already rolled
Prayed to God for a colder heart
Cause it's already cold
(Rell On The Track, ice, ice)
I'll get a nigga you already know
(You already know)
This Clase Azul got me reckless
Got me dumpin za ash all over my necklace
(Damn)
Pussy cost a thousand, the head was priceless
Smoke weed, drink lean, I got a lot of vices
(Lot of vices) walk in on gang
You gon see a lot of ice kit's (RGS, RGS)
We'll beat a nigga ass to
Death in some white sticks
My bitches took a trip to China (To China)
Heard they got the fire wigs there
She tryna buy em (She tryna buy em)
I ain't bustin down none of these bags
I'm 'bout to fly em
I ain't bout to bake none of these chickеns
I'ma fry em
Had to use my son bottle for thе drank
He was cryin (yeah)
You'd be in jail if bein broke was a crime
(Broke boy) bitch, you can go swimmin
My backyard got a pond (Mwah)
You can get what you want, bitch
I got a magic wand (yeah)
We be drinkin clean cause we
Got it from the pharm
Chrome hoodie only time my heart on my arm
One thing I'm not tryna do is go federal
(Woo, woo)
Ask me if I ever took a loss, nigga, several
(I took a lot of them bitches)
Nigga, all I'm tryna do is
Spin like a merry-go (Spin)
I was bout to roll an opp pack
But it's already rolled
Prayed to God for a colder heart
Cause it's already cold (Ice, ice)
I'll get a nigga you already know
(You already know)
Pass you to my nigga, that's a give-and-go
(You can have this bitch)
No, this ain't no cheese from yesterday
This a different roll
Naw, this ain't the bitch from yesterday
This a different ho (Mwah)
Say you paid what for that
Pop? What you sippin on?
(What you drinkin'?)
You gotta know these hoes for everybody
What you trippin on?
You gotta know it's sixty in that mag
That's why the clip so long (Drrr)
Me and broke niggas, we don't get along
(Hell nah) i think I had a bad day
I'm bout to sip a four
I'm finna go and blow a
Bag on my stripper ho
(Blow some racks on her)
I think I hear some money knockin, nigga
Get the door
One thing I'm not tryna do is go federal
(Woo, woo)
Ask me if I ever took a loss, nigga, several
(I took a lot of them bitches)
Nigga, all I'm tryna do is
Spin like a merry-go (Spin)
I was bout to roll an opp pack
But it's already rolled
Prayed to God for a colder heart
Cause it's already cold
(Rell On The Track, ice, ice)
I'll get a nigga you already know
(You already know)