Dash

Uh and Im doing the dash
These niggas goin out sad
Nah I aint going out sad
This how it happens when you start from the rags
Shooters Militia they hop-out Barracks
I need me a Chauffeur I need me Valet
I blew all the money i made yesterday
Making a flip get it back today
Beat from the back and ha back it ache
We could get lit like a Saturday
Making some millis feed the family
Look at that ass god damn she thick

He go out sad bout a bag
Buss down a bag in the middle of the trap
my eyes like a stoner my eyes like a Jap
I'm geeked like a brain and yea she wanna top me
Don't fuck with the snakes he geeked off that molly
My money go wild like its jumanji
I know i go ape i must be harambe
Taking of nigga where he go Pluto
I po up the double cup shout out to Pluto
Been rapping since 5 Shout out to slime
Ain't dropping no dimes
I was selling them dimes
We been sipping act 100 dollars a line
Been sipping that act like it was some wine
I'm breaking her back, i'm breaking her spine
She say that she ready,so what i do slide
And yes i done did this its been to many times
I think i done poured up to many lines
I double my cups and i'm just living life
Doing the dash and i'm just living life
Doing the dash and i'm one of a kind

Uh and I'm doing the dash
These niggas goin out sad
Nah I aint going out sad
This how it happens when you start from the rags
Shooters Militia they hop-out Barracks
I need me a Chauffeur I need me Valet
I blew all the money i made yesterday
Making a flip get it back today
Beat from the back and ha back it ache
We could get lit like a Saturday
Making some millis feed the family
Look at that ass god damn she thick

Look at that ass god damn she thick
Krow I need me the baddest bitch
A-T-L whats happening
Got real raps no cap in this
He a real rat call him Kapernick
I got real bags better catch this drip
Go to the ATM just cashed a check
And i stay with drip on some fashion shit
Step in designer my fabrics
I double my cup and then mmmmm...
I'm on that activist
Ouuuu i hope they catch this drip
Level up they cant match this shit
Pull up what the addy is
Pull up with the baddest bitch
DOING THE DASH

Uh and I'm doing the dash
These niggas goin out sad
Nah I aint going out sad
This how it happens when you start from the rags
Shooters Militia they hop-out Barracks
I need me a Chauffeur I need me Valet
I blew all the money i made yesterday
Making a flip get it back today
Beat from the back and ha back it ache
We could get lit like a Saturday
Making some millis feed the family
Look at that ass god damn she thick



Credits
Writer(s): Khristopher Rowe
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