Bass Santana - God Damn

(feat. Kin$oul)

[Bass Santana:]
To Bass be the glory
You won't get no pussy smokin' zone, my mans

Goddamn, goddammit, goddamn
Still smokin' good kush, goddamn
You niggas still smokin' Reggie, goddamn
You ain't my nigga, you a mothafuckin' fan
Goddammit who got it on lock
You a pussy like Rob Cinderblock
You niggas pussy, gettin' caught and then you talk
I used to hide the dime bags under rocks
I never once got caught from the cops
I never once told all that to the opps
One batty bwoy turn a informer
One batty bwoy haffi get (gunshot)
Blood clot

Goddamn, goddammit, goddamn
Twenty-eight grams goddamn
Game change, Broward County, switch lanes
Tryna count hella bands all with one hand

[Kin$oul:]
Goddamn, goddammit goddammit
How do you manage back on this planet
I barely could handle it
I need me my cannabis, just channel it
Gave me advantages, flow Los Angeles
I might tan a bitch, fuck all that arguin'
Fuck all that shit
Fuck what a bitch say, give me my switchblade
Give you a big fade, what that punk say?
Make you a mistake, don't fuck up the fengshui
Like Kanye, sippin' in Bombay
All day, all day, don't fuck up the fengshui
Fuck what a bitch say, give me my switchblade
Give you a big fade, what that punk say?
Make you a mistake, don't fuck up the fengshui
Like Kanye, sippin' in Bombay
All day, all day, don't fuck up the fengshui
Blood clot

[Bass Santana:]
Goddamn, goddammit, goddamn
Twenty-eight grams goddamn
Game change, Broward County, switch lanes
Tryna count hella bands all with one hand