The Past and the Period (feat. GRIFFEN)
Hey, I be goin fast with it
I be leaving mothafuckas in the past with it
Real spice you can call me Mr. Dash with it
He a genius, he be in the upper class with it
Hey, I be goin raw with it
I be popping out ya titty from ya bra with it
Eyes on the prize money on the ball with it
Might be the cleanest thing you ever saw with it
And I'm thinkin bout stalling
Got the money on my mind hear it calling
I could never put it on the line, that's falling
You could get the hit, Ill take you off the line balling
Boy lookin like he crawling
Its about damn time he took a mauling
I could take a little time for a brawling
I could make a little rhyme for a hailing
You can look, but you're never gonna find
A gentleman like me with a dirty ass mind
You can take a couple pictures while I take a couple lines
Read a couple scriptures while I get it from behind
And ima run with it
And like the paper, ima come with it
It aint a race already won with it, come get it
And if you chasing at my pace, already somethin with it
Hey, I be goin fast with it
I be leaving mothafuckas in the past with it
Real spice you can call me Mr. Dash with it
Re a genius, he be in the upper class with it
Hey, I be goin raw with it
I be popping out ya titty from ya bra with it
Eyes on the prize money on the ball with it
Might be the cleanest thing you ever saw with it
Hoe I be goin slow wit it
On some in the window out the do wit it
My bitches go get it
No issue, so gifted
Shorty wide open, got her nose twisted
Then I go fast wit it, put a lil gas in it
Shit lit, I'm ashin it, asshole advocate
Passionate, stabbin shit til the mattress drenched
A nigga tryna get sick from affluence
Hot then I go cold wit it
Ultimate GDs in the do wit it
Snapshot a backshot then I posted it
I think I'm in love, nut then I'm over it
Money green caddy wit the gold in it
Bourbon and cigars on some older shit
I be focused on bonuses
Quik Trip getting rich as I'm suppose to get
Hey, I be goin fast with it
I be leaving mothafuckas in the past with it
Real spice you can call me Mr. Dash with it
Re a genius, he be in the upper class with it
Hey, I be goin raw with it
I be popping out ya titty from ya bra with it
Eyes on the prize money on the ball with it
Might be the cleanest thing you ever saw with it
I be leaving mothafuckas in the past with it
Real spice you can call me Mr. Dash with it
He a genius, he be in the upper class with it
Hey, I be goin raw with it
I be popping out ya titty from ya bra with it
Eyes on the prize money on the ball with it
Might be the cleanest thing you ever saw with it
And I'm thinkin bout stalling
Got the money on my mind hear it calling
I could never put it on the line, that's falling
You could get the hit, Ill take you off the line balling
Boy lookin like he crawling
Its about damn time he took a mauling
I could take a little time for a brawling
I could make a little rhyme for a hailing
You can look, but you're never gonna find
A gentleman like me with a dirty ass mind
You can take a couple pictures while I take a couple lines
Read a couple scriptures while I get it from behind
And ima run with it
And like the paper, ima come with it
It aint a race already won with it, come get it
And if you chasing at my pace, already somethin with it
Hey, I be goin fast with it
I be leaving mothafuckas in the past with it
Real spice you can call me Mr. Dash with it
Re a genius, he be in the upper class with it
Hey, I be goin raw with it
I be popping out ya titty from ya bra with it
Eyes on the prize money on the ball with it
Might be the cleanest thing you ever saw with it
Hoe I be goin slow wit it
On some in the window out the do wit it
My bitches go get it
No issue, so gifted
Shorty wide open, got her nose twisted
Then I go fast wit it, put a lil gas in it
Shit lit, I'm ashin it, asshole advocate
Passionate, stabbin shit til the mattress drenched
A nigga tryna get sick from affluence
Hot then I go cold wit it
Ultimate GDs in the do wit it
Snapshot a backshot then I posted it
I think I'm in love, nut then I'm over it
Money green caddy wit the gold in it
Bourbon and cigars on some older shit
I be focused on bonuses
Quik Trip getting rich as I'm suppose to get
Hey, I be goin fast with it
I be leaving mothafuckas in the past with it
Real spice you can call me Mr. Dash with it
Re a genius, he be in the upper class with it
Hey, I be goin raw with it
I be popping out ya titty from ya bra with it
Eyes on the prize money on the ball with it
Might be the cleanest thing you ever saw with it
Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Anthony Perez, Stephen Andrew Perez, Laurence Michael Langford
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