Gimme Dap

Yea, yea yea, yea yea

Get the fuck up out my face
(Don't gimme dap, don't gimme dap)

AYE AYE AYE AYE AYE

Get the fuck up out my face
(Don't gimme dap, don't gimme dap)
Get the fuck up out my face
(Don't gimme dap, don't gimme dat)
Aye get the fuck up out my face
(Don't gimme dap, don't gimme dap)
Aye get the fuck up out my face
(Don't gimme dap, don't gimme dat)

I don't need to mob there
They ask me where the rest of us, I be like naw we all here
Circle even smaller just to make sure that we ball here
Distractions do you in, certain people don't belong near
Bitch it's BETTER THINGS, yea

Had a long year, in my feelings like
He doesn't even go here
Iconic as I go, like i really got the glow
Like really I'm the show, I just thought I'd let you know, wait
I was outside before ya moms would let you go nigga
Ask you who you know, thats a oh, you don't know niggas
Problems getting old, seen em fold, i outgrow niggas
Better play ya role, i'm on a roll, ain't no discussion shit
Still speak in code, in other words I'll split ya muffin bitch
Cause i keep the ski and then the smith, like i'm a maverick
I ain't mean to do it, it's just me and my bad habits
Only thing that's on my mind is cashy so I grab it
You niggas hunt for stories just to stretch em like elastic
It's tragic, need practice, a couple niggas scoreless
Seen some ugly but there's things in life that's odee gorgeous
Couple pretty bitches, hop in foreigns, ain't no mormons
Know they moving treeshy so they make sure that they all fit
Women come and go and always seem to bring on more shit
I be zoning out like the fuck is up with that?
Gotta tell these bitches fuck a hug, gimme dap
Cassie find some makeup on my shirt then it's a wrap, HUH
Ima just get what I get
Niggas up-set cause I'm set
Can't even pick up where I left
I get the you ain't see my text?
Like duh I saw ya text
DUMMY



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Writer(s): Jamal Peterson
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