Dab After Dab

Imma run this paper up
I know that shit for certain
Got a couple bands
And went and bought my mom
Some burkin
Think she sprang a leak
I got this bitch my bed squirting
I can't hit no booty club
My ex bitch might be working
Fore we finna fuck
She draw the blinds
And close the curtains
Know you see the drip
The splash'll have you niggas surfing
Bitch in my phone tripping
Say I smell Ike some hoe perfume
Say she got a man
I gotta send her back fore curfew

Blunts filled with hash
Dab after dab
Hands on some ass
Eyes on some cash
Blunts filled with hash
Dab after dab
Hands on some ass
Eyes on some cash
Blunts filled with hash
Dab after dab
Hands on some ass
Eyes on some cash
Blunts filled with hash
Dab after dab
Hands on some ass
Eyes on some cash

I got bitches
Shaking ass
In my living room floor
If you ain't came fuck
Then what the fuck you came for
Homie just got pinched
He sold to a plain clothes
Everywhere I go
I run into the same hoes
Pops was selling dope
When cats was rocking kangols
Wanna boost ya high
Before you smoke eat mangos
Doing all these drugs
I don't know where the pain go
They tell me I'm the shit
Well say something I ain't know

Blunts filled with hash
Dab after dab
Hands on some ass
Eyes on some cash
Blunts filled with hash
Dab after dab
Hands on some ass
Eyes on some cash
Blunts filled with hash
Dab after dab
Hands on some ass
Eyes on some cash
Blunts filled with hash
Dab after dab
Hands on some ass
Eyes on some cash



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Writer(s): William Cummings
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