The Art of Extravagance

[Intro]
(All up in yo speakers)
(All up in yo speakers)

Yo (What's up?)
It's ya young nigga Damez (Damez)
(What's up? What's up?)
Aye let me tell these niggas what I'm in right quick
(What's up?)
What's up? What's up?

[Verse 1]
I'm in some dope shit
You in some old shit
We bout that action
Yall be on some hoe shit
Yo bitch legs open
She on some glo shit
These niggas living double lives
And some more shit
I'm in a higher class up on cloud nine
Push a foreign whip in my free time
I be smoking good while yall lacking funds
I got premium gas in my tank and lungs
I'm in a peacoat with my top down
I hop in throats, I don't hop down
These haters be sending subliminal messages
But they just get shot down
I'm in a booth now, I'm the truth now
My coupe ain't got no roof now
I'm rollin' and toastin' this potion
Say fuck yo emotions, I'm causing commotion
Like I'm on a rampage, It's not much you can say
Man I'm that nigga
Just look at my landscape
My style got clones
And my wardrobe got a fanbase

[Pre-Hook]
I pull up and stunt in my favorite attire
And you know we bout to get higher
Tell all yo favorites that they can retire
I'm back with that fire

[Hook]
I'm that, I'm that nigga
But you already know
Boss up on these suckas
Put in work and count the dough
We lit and we got
The club goin' up again
You know these niggas hating
'Cause we so extravagant, ain't we?

[Bridge]
Feel this 808
All up in yo speakers
(All up in yo speakers)
You know they love to hate
They just attention seekers
(All up in yo speakers)
I think I need a crown
My weed loud like crescendo
(All up in yo speakers)
You know my top down
No more ashin' out the window

[Verse 2]
I'm in the backseat of some old schools
Yo new shit already old news
I got charged with arson by Pro Tools
Man I'm fresher than you in some old shoes
You think you popping, you not
I don't think I can be stopped
Obnoxiously smoking on pot
I'm winning man, how can I stop? (Cause I)
Walk slow, cause I don't gotta run
And they listen to me when I speak nigga
I'm Damien, but not the devil's son
Even satan couldn't handle this heat nigga
Ay-yi-yi
I'm that guy
Ay-yi-yi
They hate and I know why
(They hate and I know why)
I'm draped in different designers
I'm just embracing the contrast
You know my time is upon us
This shit should be in a broadcast

[Pre-Hook 2]
I pull up and dab in my favorite attire
We zooted, we bout to get higher
Tell all yo favorites that they can retire
I'm back with that fire

[Hook]

[Bridge]

Aye, run that shit back

[Hook]

[Bridge]

[Outro]
Rollin' and toastin' this potion
Say fuck yo emotions
I'm causing commotion
Like I'm on a rampage
(All up in yo speakers)
(All up in yo speakers)

Guess I'm on a rampage
(All up in yo speakers)

We so extravagant, ain't we?