Skippa Da Flippa – D.A.M.N. (feat. Sauce Walka)

Damn, damn, damn, damn
We don’t fold under pressure
Ain’t you sleepin’ on a couch, bitch?
[?] so he flex the Lamb
Throw the work like I’m Pam
Black op, shellshocked (Whoo)
Hi, my name is Albert, I drip sauce, bitch
Black op, shellshocked (whoo)

I thank God that I’m the Siamese Lisa
If you hatin’ now, you been hatin’
Meet my bitch and then we lip lock

Is Semi not on me? See?
Fall back a little if you think he’s extra
Fall back a little if you think he’s extra
Tell him do tricks while I ghostride the Bimmer
How could I go hit the club with you?:
I could get you a house, bitch
Skippa Flippa been a baller, she ready every time I call her
I grip that stick a lot more when I’m lonely
I change the cars like the kids change semesters
I’m ready like Tony ’cause I ain’t ever gave a damn
This is really who I am, damn
You know that I am well past ya
I grip that stick a lot more when I’m lonely
Meet my bitch and then we lip lock
Bitch I need the jelly, you can keep the jam
Before I got kicked out I always played hooky

I’m from the Nawf, I ain’t ever gave a damn (Flippa)
Why would I care?
I’m from the Nawf, I ain’t ever gave a damn (Flippa)
VS1, there’s no tickin’ in my Rollie watch
I am so icy, call me Flip LaFlare
I’m very humble, but I never gave a damn
Jacket made out of lamb, bought my bro a trans-am
Ziploc, now my diamonds like a damn (water)

[Verse 2: Sauce Walka]
I’m from the Nawf, I ain’t ever gave a damn (Flippa)
I’m ready like Tony ’cause I ain’t ever gave a damn
I’m very humble, but I never gave a damn
You can’t be real, so you fake and phony
Older drop, drip top
I gotta go hard, my niggas, I share(Swear)
[Verse 1: Skippa Da Flippa]
You can’t be real, so you fake and phony
[Verse 3: Skippa Da Flippa]
Me and money I think’s the perfect pair (Swear)

[Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa]
I got diamonds in my mouth, bitch
Roll up the cookie, I came a long way from being a rookie
Horse mouth, bitch, like Pam
His and hers Lambs, I drive mine in flip-flops
We don’t fold under pressure
Oh please sir, I smoke zip on a cheetah
Blowin’ up my inbox like spam

[Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa]
Is Semi not on me? See?
I’m ready like Tony ’cause I ain’t ever gave a damn
Water, water, water, water, water been, Flip a baller (water)
[Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa]
You can’t be real, so you fake and phony
Flip a pack, watch it lock non-stop
Shootin’ movies like Brad Pitt
You can’t be real, so you fake and phony
You fuckin’ for free and you prostitute
I’m very humble, but I never gave a damn
VS1, there’s no tickin’ in my Rollie watch
VS1, there’s no tickin’ in my Rollie watch
Vacay I took in the cabins
Having ENT and I am the leader
Older drop, drip top
(Flippa) Choppas do damage and I’m still dabbin!
I am Lil Flippa, I’m close to the edge but don’t push me D.A.M.N., my best friend name is Benjamin
Flip a pack, watch it lock non-stop
Little bitty bitch you a boca boo
Couple bags what I bought her! (Flippa)
Ziploc, now my diamonds like a damn
I grip that stick a lot more when I’m lonely
We don’t fold under pressure
Meet my bitch and then we lip lock
I’m havin’ karats, and I’m not ashin’
See? Is Semi not on me?
I change the cars like the kids change semesters
Sauce got it, never gave a damn
I’m ready like Tony ’cause I ain’t ever gave a damn
I’m havin’, I pop an Addy, then add it
Is Semi not on me? See?
His and hers Lambs, I drive mine in flip-flops(Swear)
We don’t fold under pressure
Run out of cash and I swipe on the VISA
Is you a boss bitch or lost bitch?
I change the cars like the kids change semesters
$20,000 on the outfit
Double park the ‘Rari, don’t pay the meter
His and hers Lambs, I drive mine in flip-flops
I’m very humble, but I never gave a damn
Fall back a little if you think he’s extra
I change the cars like the kids change semesters
Black op, shellshocked (whoo)
[Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa]
Black op, shellshocked (whoo)
Kill Bill, pop a seal, can you really keep it real?
But I’m strapping
How could I go make a dub with you?
VS1, there’s no tickin’ in my Rollie watch
Ziploc, now my diamonds like a dam
Ziploc, now my diamonds like a damn
Older drop, drip top
Flip a pack, watch it lock non-stop
Meet my bitch and then we lip lock
Hold up, I drop an eight in a liter
I grip that stick a lot more when I’m lonely
Another night, another show, another 10(10)
Flip a pack, watch it lock non-stop
His and hers Lambs, I drive mine in flip-flops (swear)
It means you’re fake, and this is really how I feel
I’m from the Nawf, I ain’t ever gave a damn
Talkin’ cash shit, yeah, spazz, bitch
Older drop, drip top
I rock the stage, they tell me come again
I’m Madden, you can call me Flip McDabbin’ (Dab)
Never ask John Madden, ask McFadden
I win the race even when I’m in traffic
Fall back a little if you think he’s extra