Damedot
UNFORGIVABLE
[Verse 1]
Look, Vlone on a n***a back like the city
One time for the honor, let me in with the blicky (Blaow)
N***as ain't put in on it, but they wanna sit with me
If you not a real bitch, you cannot sit with me (Mwah)
How could I ever trust a bitch that was silly? (How?)
My ex got me right in my bag like I'm Ricky (Damn)
My teammates switched teams, I'm still playin' for the Pistons
You can tell this weed came from Cali 'cause it's hittin'
N***as left Damedot for dead, I remember, I remember
Wearin' two hoodies in the winter (I remember that shit)
I can't let no n***a tell me garbage is for dinner (Hell nah)
I can't let no pretty bitch tell me she ain't sendin'
I can have whatever, you can't tell me nothin' different
N***as slippin', gettin' too wrapped up in these bitches
I'll spin a bitch in a circle 'til she dizzy
N***as still [?][1:03] I can't tell n***as gettin' it

[Chorus]
White cost me one-fifty, this is not no damn trizzy
Range-extender shooters with me, they can snipe you with the glizzy
Your top shotta, he a sissy, my bitch pretty, pussy wicked
She talk brazy when I hit it, I nut all on her back in the kitchen (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
You wear the same clothes like the Simpsons (Hahaha)
Plain jane Yacht-Master II, but it glisten (Ice, ice)
N***a, listen, these hoes, they just wanna know your business
Forget it, they said to forgive but I didn't
[Verse 2]
She lookin' for the turn up (Turn up), he lookin' for a come-up (Ayy)
Smokin' on a whole body bag of zaza when I roll up
Hope you got on swim trunks in the field, 'cause you just might get wet out here (Whew)
Eighty-some racks on my arm when I step out here
Shoutout to Detroit, I'm the king out there
My hoes never, ever, ever [?][1:43]
I got the rich feet, I don't do a cheaper pair (Naw)
If you need some— in your city, I'll meet you there (Mwah, mwah)
Off-White on a n***a shoulders like the city (Like the city)
One time for these hoes, got a n***a heart empty
These bitches gon' fuck whoever got it, I ain't trippin' (On God)
You already at the finish line, n***as finished (N***as finished)
Damedot gon' do what he want, do you hear me? (No cap)
It's crazy what these groupie hoes'll do for a mention
My bitch can't get no dick, got that pussy on suspension
Her best bet for now is go fuck them other n***as
How could you try to play a boss? You bitches different (How?)
Trippin', gettin' too racked up, pay attention
I'll spin a bitch in a circle in a minute (Spin her right around)
See a bitch call and later tell her I ain't get it (Brrt, brrt, brrt)
Why? I can't ever see myself [?][2:25] (Mwah)
Why is all these hoes entertainers like they Cedric?
Why did Versace make this robe out of velvet?
Im a P, tell a bitch don't sit on [?][2:33]
[Chorus]
White cost me one-fifty, this is not no damn trizzy
Range-extender shooters with me, they can snipe you with the glizzy
Your top shotta, he a sissy, my bitch pretty, pussy wicked
She talk brazy when I hit it, I nut all on her back in the kitchen
You wear the same clothes like the Simpsons
Plain jane Yacht-Master II, but it glisten
N***a, listen, these hoes, they just wanna know your business
Forget it, they said to forgive but I didn't