lirik lagu ji beats – finna do the dash
hopped out the foreign, fresher than a b~tch
hoes walking past like ‘d~mn who the f~ck is this?’
i got my pendant on the way & deco got the wrist
i been punching all day, i got a swollen fist
this drank f~cking up my kidney, got some golden p~ss
don’t make me call my shooter, he’ll really blow this b~tch
unsaved number, d~mn, ion even know this b~tch
i’m sending packs everywhere, i’ll really throw this b~tch
too many missed calls, had to throw on dnd
i was out in rowland heights, at the cnc
told that lil b~tch ion know what you see in me
sh~t, i guess it just gotta be the p in me
i’m rolling up some thc, you rolling cbd
how the f~ck you claim you get high? that sh~ts fivе a g
n~gga smoking on some cheap sh~t, he can’t afford it
i just bought somе new designer, i think i want more sh~t
you n~ggas dead broke stuck, you ain’t got no motion
lil b~tch rubbing on my body like some lotion
i’m hopping fresh as f~ck, come and take my pic
you can die or you can live, come and take your pick
when lil b~tch saw me she said ‘can we take a pic?’
i had to dress fly as f~ck just to take a pic
pull out 100 dubs just so i can take a pic
threw all my chains on so i could take a pic
my n~gga deco got the rollie, got the p~ssy wrist
the weed i’m smoking on right now smell ridiculous
160 on your dash? lil n~gga catch up
how you claim you getting money, you ain’t at the bank
i know you ain’t got no real cards, boy them b~tches blank
i’m smoking real hillard n~gga, man this sh~t stank
don’t run up on me f~ck n~gga, you gon’ become a stain
i know these b~tches only f~ck with me because my name
i know you can’t shoot that gl!ck, you ain’t got no aim
i know you ain’t got no fans, you ain’t got no fame
you ain’t sippin’ on no real drank, that sh~t don’t stain
my chain real water b~tch, man this sh~t is rain
i see stars every time a n~gga look up
i got a real plug if you need the hook up
ran up on that p~ssy n~gga, had him shook up
i’m smoking with sedated, knocking out these d~mn verses
f~ck around and make an album in a whole night
gather all my b~tches round’ to have a hoe fight
every time i make another play that’s more stripes
i’m making plays, god d~mn, feel like ea sports
hopped in the foreign and had to put that b~tch in sports
a n~gga saw the law, so he had to duck off
my ex b~tch texting me, told her f~ck off
b~tch take your shoes off, ain’t no dirtying my loft
this choppa knock a n~gga out his d~mn socks
you really ducking feds if you ain’t really using socks
& i got all these lil n~ggas asking me for sauce
you ain’t got what it takes to become your own f~cking boss
lil b~tch breath stank, told that lil b~tch use some floss
& she texting me her hear broke, i told her b~tch just stop
sh~t ion even know what i’m saying, i think i’m getting lost
& i’m finna do the dash, i just saw the f~cking cops
Lirik lagu lainnya:
- lirik lagu kalderone – shut them down
- lirik lagu syntixo – tears
- lirik lagu diorvsyou – hundreds
- lirik lagu letters sent home – gaslight
- lirik lagu jokke (nld) – atelier
- lirik lagu buddy greco – i didn’t know what time it was
- lirik lagu kanasgt – la j’suis dans l’bad
- lirik lagu frou frou – let go (mixed)
- lirik lagu helder andrade – livramento
- lirik lagu la más draga – escándalo