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Dameontae Watson
Dameontae Watson
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Lyrics

I might fuck her once then block her number Bitch stop calling me Fuck paying for a hit Have my lil bro nem get you gone for free Don't attach my name to no lil bitch She don't belong to me Ever since I started rapping Niggas dissing and bitches on to me He say we stole his flow Boa you my son These niggas clones to me Fuck woofing onna Net Bitch I got niggas ah get you gone bout me Too bougie for ah broke bitch I'm almost on I'm spending rapper fees Been rapping for three months And I blew up they hitting my line for ft's Track balenciagas on my feet These bitches cost ah G Fuck the opps all them niggas dead They know who caught them B's Put money on my head They want me dead I'm moving cautiously I can't trust too many Niggas snakes and it ain't hard to see Pussy stop that rap capping We ones who been really clapping Wrap niggas up put em inna basket Get up close face shot closed casket Pussy stop that rap capping We ones who been really clapping Wrap niggas up put em inna basket Get up close face shot closed casket I might fuck her once then block her number Bitch stop calling me Fuck paying for ah hit Have my lil bro nem get you gone for free Don't attach my name to no lil bitch She don't belong to me Ever since i started rapping Niggas dissing and bitches on to me
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