TOO MANY GRAMS Damedot (Ft. Young Will)

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[Intro]
Shit

[Chorus: Damedot]
Yeah, plug just sent too many grams
This shit pure, it ain't touch too many hands
She got too much booty in the pants
Bad bitch asked me if she can get a chance (Damn)
Nah, I ain't into romance (I ain't into that)
Bitch, we could fuck or we could count these bands
White Gucci hoodie on, Ku Klux Klan
How you backstab me and you my mans?

[Post-Chorus: Young Will]
This bitch ain't bad, I need two of her friends (Nah)
The ho ain't shit, she'll fuck for seafood
Boy, you in a room at the Holiday Inn (Haha)
We got ARs, pistols, and chops
Whenever we ride, that's held up behind tint (Brrt, brrt, brrt)
Got a nigga mad, probably fucked his bitch
Nigga, if you ain't talkin', how you gettin' out quick?
Niggas broke, chillin', sittin' in the house sick

[Verse 1: Young Will]
Big ten-milli' on my hip make me walk with a limp
It ain't no murder if you squeezin' the triggеr
[?][0:32] they call it attempts
Nigga, I'm a boss to your bitch, you a shrimp
I fuck whenеver I please, I pay her to leave
Lil' nigga, I'm somethin' like a pimp
He tried to diss me for clout
I'm playin' like I never seen him, but I'm sendin' hits