Damn by Benlit Cappo Lyrics
Verse: BenLit CapP0
We gon stick em up
Pull up on a nigga we gon blitz them glizzys pick em up
Niggas think its funny so watch how them bullets tickle em
Its all fun and games until you end up on a tee or some
Them choppa showers rain upon yo head now he can't think of nun
Verse: Yg Huncho
We go deep in fields ain't no saving for yo niggas now
Bitch we move in silence hold up(SHHHH)please don't make a sound
That hundred round we gun em down bitch i'm a ghost I hunt you down
Damn that shit is crazy lets turn up the town
Verse: BenLit CapP0
Don't be claiming what you ain't boy you ain't gang cause what you thanking
Yea I call p-90 oven got some titties watch it bake em
Get on your knees and talk too god cause you gon need a lot of praying
All my niggas we gon ride they probably send ya boy too satan
Verse: Yg Huncho
Catch em lacking while he active put em on a stretcher
Man my rhymes is cold it's just too easy like i'm writing a letter
Catch a lot of bodies now nigga really going federal
IF you ain't trynna die go make some racks is what you better do
Verse: BenLit CapP0
Lil Yg Make em dance call it disco(uh uh)
Fredo do no talking pull up pop him he like crisco
Niggas plans to rob me this how it go(uh uh)
Forty for this piece upon my neck rollie don't tick tho
Verse: Yg huncho
Rage em better high and low yo fucking tone
Trynna snatch my chain them niggas freeze ya boy like frozone
Kill a nigga just cause he cheated my dollar
Shawty be tweaking act like I can't Holla(DAMN)
We gon stick em up
Pull up on a nigga we gon blitz them glizzys pick em up
Niggas think its funny so watch how them bullets tickle em
Its all fun and games until you end up on a tee or some
Them choppa showers rain upon yo head now he can't think of nun
Verse: Yg Huncho
We go deep in fields ain't no saving for yo niggas now
Bitch we move in silence hold up(SHHHH)please don't make a sound
That hundred round we gun em down bitch i'm a ghost I hunt you down
Damn that shit is crazy lets turn up the town
Verse: BenLit CapP0
Don't be claiming what you ain't boy you ain't gang cause what you thanking
Yea I call p-90 oven got some titties watch it bake em
Get on your knees and talk too god cause you gon need a lot of praying
All my niggas we gon ride they probably send ya boy too satan
Verse: Yg Huncho
Catch em lacking while he active put em on a stretcher
Man my rhymes is cold it's just too easy like i'm writing a letter
Catch a lot of bodies now nigga really going federal
IF you ain't trynna die go make some racks is what you better do
Verse: BenLit CapP0
Lil Yg Make em dance call it disco(uh uh)
Fredo do no talking pull up pop him he like crisco
Niggas plans to rob me this how it go(uh uh)
Forty for this piece upon my neck rollie don't tick tho
Verse: Yg huncho
Rage em better high and low yo fucking tone
Trynna snatch my chain them niggas freeze ya boy like frozone
Kill a nigga just cause he cheated my dollar
Shawty be tweaking act like I can't Holla(DAMN)