Disaster Lyrics - Damez

[Verse 1] 

I just want the bread, I just want the head 

Yeah, then I send em walking 

Shit going up, shut the fuck up 

Yeah, when real niggas talking 

I got the sauce and the influence 

You had some doubts, now that shit is ruined 

I am the teacher bitch you my student 

I only speak cash and my shit is fluent (woop!) 

(Damez) 

Related 

Match These Taylor Swift Songs to Her Ex-Boyfriends 

LATEST SONG: Post Malone - 'Goodbyes' - Lyrics ft. Young Thug 

NEW SONG: Ed Sheeran - 'BLOW' Lyrics ft. Chris Stapleton & Bruno Mars 

[Hook] 

Hit a quick flex on my ex bitch 

Five of yo checks on my necklace 

All of my niggas so reckless 

Whip so fast nigga bet you can't catch this 

Hit a quick switch to the sport mode 

Bank account sitting in resort mode 

I'm in the mood to flex up 

Whip so fast nigga bet you can't catch up 

[Post-Hook] 

Oh you on they necks, huh? 

Oh you got a check, huh? 

Got that IT factor, yo nigga's an actor 

Oh you in yo bag, huh? 

Oh you moving fast, huh? 

My new whip go faster, drip cause a disaster 

Check Out 

LATEST LYRICS: Lil Uzi Vert - 'Sanguine Paradise' - NEW SONG 

Songs That Will Make You Cry Uncontrollably 

HOT SONG: Miley Cyrus - 'Mother's Daughter' - LYRICS 

Can You Guess The Song By The Emojis? 

[Verse 2] 

Young nigga goals, Drip too hard and my neck on froze 

Designer clothes, I'm getting chose 

I'm finna pull up and flex, flex, flex 

I'm getting checks, checks, checks 

I got yo boo all in my DM and they want the sex, sex, sex 

Ima money machine, my looks on ten and my whip so clean 

Benz coupe, my niggas smoke gas and they sip codeine 

Yall stay biting on the kid cause I'm popping 

Nigga I don't even need no bean 

Chillin' with a side hoe, party go where I go 

Nigga I don't need no scene 

They copy my looks, they copy my hair 

Man if they could, they'd breathe in my air 

I am a king, but you not my heir 

I'm in the bank and you over there 

Get you a chair or an edible 

Cuz i'm incredible with an impeccable flare 

I lost my care and I do not know where 

Slaying these niggas it's kinda unfair 

[Hook] 

Hit a quick flex on my ex bitch 

Five of yo checks on my necklace 

All of my niggas so reckless 

Whip so fast nigga bet you can't catch this 

Hit a quick switch to the sport mode 

Bank account sitting in resort mode 

I'm in the mood to flex up 

Whip so fast nigga bet you can't catch up 

[Post-Hook] 

Oh you on they necks, huh? 

Oh you got a check, huh? 

Got that IT factor, yo nigga's an actor 

Oh you in yo bag, huh? 

Oh you moving fast, huh? 

My new whip go faster, drip cause a disaster 

[Verse 3] 

I blow out the brain then I make it rain 

These bitches they been in a drought 

These niggas is funny they ain't getting money 

They too busy chasing the clout (ew!) 

But I want the bags and shit, Versace tags and shit 

Yo whip is too slow, when I'm on the road 

You cannot pass this shit 

You can imagine how much ice 

And how many bags we get 

No cap on the price, a nigga so nice 

We really be having shit 

They loving my fit, they peeping the deets 

Feed off my gram, they watching my tweets 

Gucci the belt and Louis the sheets 

Foreign the whip and bucket the seats nigga 

[Hook] 

Hit a quick flex on my ex bitch 

Five of yo checks on my necklace 

All of my niggas so reckless 

Whip so fast nigga bet you can't catch this 

Hit a quick switch to the sport mode 

Bank account sitting in resort mode 

I'm in the mood to flex up 

Whip so fast nigga bet you can't catch up 

[Post-Hook] 

Oh you on they necks, huh? 

Oh you got a check, huh? 

Got that IT factor, yo nigga's an actor 

Oh you in yo bag, huh? (Yeah) 

Oh you moving fast, huh? (Yeah) 

My new whip go faster, drip cause a disaster 

Oh you on they necks, huh? (Yeah) 

Oh you got a check, huh? (Yeah) 

(Damez) 

Oh you in yo bag, huh? (Yeah) 

Oh you moving fast, huh? (Yeah)