Spliddit (feat. Zain2Faded)
Most of these bitches
Be acting like they ain't with it
But when I call up the cab
They tryna pm and split it
They tryna pack up a bag
I did the dash I ain't with it (Uh yea)
I did the dash I ain't with it (Uh)
Most of these bitches
Be acting like they ain't with it
But when I call up the cab
They tryna pm and split it
They tryna pack up the bag
I did the dash I ain't with it (Uh yea)
I did the dash I ain't with it
Okay shout out to my niggas dawg
Run it like the Olympics when I go pass
The torch
Skirt off adjust the torque if they tryna
Talk
Shawty asked if I had time
I said not at all
I remember hitting her line to no avail
But these days I ain't fazed
I won't chase ya tail
Used to refuse to even leave em boys
Behind
Now I refuse to lose I ain't wasting my
Time
I had to pull the suede out with the tick
On the side
I'm fettucine pellegrini believe that I'm fly
As emirates
You behind the scenes no illuminati
She tryna bet but the only bargaining chip is
Her body
I had this other other shawty who just
Found out about me
Asking questions like how did she ever
Live without me
I told her pass me the coochie I told her
I'd make a fountain out it
And usually
Most of these bitches
Be acting like they ain't with it
But when I call up the cab
They tryna pm and split it
They tryna pack up a bag
I did the dash I ain't with it (Uh yea)
I did the dash I ain't with it (Uh)
Most of these bitches
Be acting like they ain't with it
But when I call up the cab
They tryna pm and split it
They tryna pack up the bag
I did the dash I ain't with it (Uh yea)
I did the dash I ain't with it
Ah fuck you thought
Really what you thought
Tell that pretty bit that she be cripping
She can walk
I ain't with the chit chat
I ain't tryna talk
You can keep that booty
Cause you think it's made of ice cream
Icy
Now I'm rich
You tryna eye me
Bite me
Steal my style
Go fight me
Then get kicked to the road cause you know
We been on it
Trapping like a God
But a nigga been sinning with it
Get the bag had to
Pack it up and split it (Uh)
I did the dash with the cash
Yea uhm I did the (Uh)
Be acting like they ain't with it
But when I call up the cab
They tryna pm and split it
They tryna pack up a bag
I did the dash I ain't with it (Uh yea)
I did the dash I ain't with it (Uh)
Most of these bitches
Be acting like they ain't with it
But when I call up the cab
They tryna pm and split it
They tryna pack up the bag
I did the dash I ain't with it (Uh yea)
I did the dash I ain't with it
Okay shout out to my niggas dawg
Run it like the Olympics when I go pass
The torch
Skirt off adjust the torque if they tryna
Talk
Shawty asked if I had time
I said not at all
I remember hitting her line to no avail
But these days I ain't fazed
I won't chase ya tail
Used to refuse to even leave em boys
Behind
Now I refuse to lose I ain't wasting my
Time
I had to pull the suede out with the tick
On the side
I'm fettucine pellegrini believe that I'm fly
As emirates
You behind the scenes no illuminati
She tryna bet but the only bargaining chip is
Her body
I had this other other shawty who just
Found out about me
Asking questions like how did she ever
Live without me
I told her pass me the coochie I told her
I'd make a fountain out it
And usually
Most of these bitches
Be acting like they ain't with it
But when I call up the cab
They tryna pm and split it
They tryna pack up a bag
I did the dash I ain't with it (Uh yea)
I did the dash I ain't with it (Uh)
Most of these bitches
Be acting like they ain't with it
But when I call up the cab
They tryna pm and split it
They tryna pack up the bag
I did the dash I ain't with it (Uh yea)
I did the dash I ain't with it
Ah fuck you thought
Really what you thought
Tell that pretty bit that she be cripping
She can walk
I ain't with the chit chat
I ain't tryna talk
You can keep that booty
Cause you think it's made of ice cream
Icy
Now I'm rich
You tryna eye me
Bite me
Steal my style
Go fight me
Then get kicked to the road cause you know
We been on it
Trapping like a God
But a nigga been sinning with it
Get the bag had to
Pack it up and split it (Uh)
I did the dash with the cash
Yea uhm I did the (Uh)
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Writer(s): Brandon Everton
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