Damn Shame

[Playboi Carti:]
I'm in this hoe with Cinco counting C notes
I'm in this hoe with Cinco counting C notes
I'm in this hoe with Cinco counting C notes
This feeling like a story that been wrote before
Pouring up fours counting C notes
I'm in this hoe with Cinco counting C notes
I'm feeling like this been wrote before

Forgiatos on my coupe spin
Everything steel, everything steel
Yeah
And I'm down for real
Got some bitches 'round me, baby girl they down for real
Got some niggas 'round me, baby girl they down to kill
All these bitches 'round me tryna fuck, that's fucking real
Oh, oh and I keep it real
2900 flat niggas keep it real
Rocking Robin, Trues for real Robin, Trues for real
All my niggas out here steal, all my niggas peel
Bitches calling up my phone saying I'm a fake nigga
I just got some cake nigga, with cake mix
In L.A. on vacay nigga
Balenciaga, I don't fake nigga
Goyard on my waist, no cake mix
Shoot him in his face nigga

[Johnny Cinco:]
All these niggas change when the money came
Promised I wouldn't change when the money came
All these bitches wanna hang when the money came
A fuck nigga came around when the money came
In that brand new Maserati steady switching lanes
And that Tech coming 200 that all on my chain
Came a long way from the trap, the money ain't the same

Oh, oh, oh
I ain't ever change
Hunnid thousand on a niggas chain
With the same bad bitches said that she ain't changed
Real nigga I'm with Carti, and my La Famil'
And that Benz on me 200, I ain't hard to feel
They front row at every show nigga you don't know how that feel
Drive a foreign, drop a four, nigga you gon' see how it sip
Real trap nigga, pocket full of dubs
Young real nigga made myself a plug
Flexing on 'em bitch and flexing on 'em nigga
Hundreds on these bitches, hundreds on these niggas
Fucking up a set, fucking up a set
Right back to the trap, right back to the trap
Foreign with the hunda's might make me relax
Fuck around with 'em hundreds, bad bitch in the back
Froze, froze, all these diamonds froze
Yeah they all froze, I might go rogue
I did it for my hoe, all my hoes froze
Fuck her friend slow
All my hoes with' it, all my hoes fitted
Lenses gold tinted (Carti)
That's that I can't hang, that's that I got change
Went and bought another chain

[Johnny Cinco:]
All these niggas change when the money came
Promised I wouldn't change when the money came
All these bitches wanna hang when the money came
A fuck nigga came around when the money came
In that brand new Maserati steady switching lanes
And that Tech coming 200 that all on my chain
Came a long way from the trap, the money ain't the same