SURGERY Damedot

[Intro]
Yeah

[Chorus]
Actin' a motherfuckin' fool with the money
Trap house jumping
Junkies, they hit a nigga line super early
I'm ballin', need a jersey
I'm way more turnt in person
My bitch just turned thirty
If she fuckin', I ain't worried
This pop I'm sippin' dirty
She got a lil' gut surgery
Spot full of babies, nursery
Rose anniversary
Rose gold Royal Oak
Foreign bitch bad, she just be snortin' coke
Who decide war? I don't know, you gotta ask my coat

[Verse 1]
All this water on me, it looked like I just jumped off a boat
All these racks, I'm 'bout to croak
So many sticks, I'm ready to go
Too many diamond chains on, the feds think I'm selling dope
Her bundles cost a half a 'bow
Fifty-inch rolls in a 'Vette, back to back, ridin' through the trench
I just turned two hundred to a ticket, I know a money trick
Funnel all this shit through them houses, let that money rinse
Empire gave me a bag, but that was money spent
Why you got an Instagram account and you can't pay your rent?
Yeah, you got an ass, but you barely got a place to live
I might take you out, but I won't take you in, Damedot