lirik lagu zaybang - 200 on the dash
[intro]
huh?
n~gga
i be tryna shoot to k!ll while my n~ggas slidin’
on my mama, n~gga
huh? look
[chorus]
it’s two hundred on the dash, this a fast whip
i give a f~ck about your ex, that n~gga past tense
i love this n~gga baby mama, she a bad b~tch
said he gon’ k!ll me when he catch me up in traffic
me umbrella dropped a six, but i can’t sleep
why would i tell you what i paid? b~tch, these ain’t cheap
and you ain’t even got no strap, we on your street
this n~gga never took no trip, you got cold feet
[verse 1]
i be tryna shoot to k!ll while my n~ggas slidin’
and we ain’t really know who did it when my n~gga died
i heard you function with them suckers, we on different times
when they was sellin’ drank in gerbers, we was sippin’ lines
you see me jump up in my bag, i got n~ggas sick
this baby eight the only thing i’m finna babysit
he told you he don’t f~ck with zay, but n~ggas want a pic’
she feel like since i got some money, i play hard to get
i swear i had to tell this b~tch like, “ho, this really me”
you probably seen me to the neck, but i was twenty deep
your favorite rapper, he a b~tch, i had him showin’ feet
i swear these n~ggas make me sick, i’m finna quarantine (n~gga)
i’m tired of standin’ on my feet if they ain’t finna pay me
this b~tch ain’t tryna get no money, she just want a baby
if n~gga snitchin’, n~gga snitchin’, ain’t no way to save him
and when we pull up, we got shooters like the f~ckin’ navy
[chorus]
it’s two hundred on the dash, this a fast whip
i give a f~ck about your ex, that n~gga past tense
i love this n~gga baby mama, she a bad b~tch
said he gon’ k!ll me when he catch me up in traffic
me umbrella dropped a six, but i can’t sleep
why would i tell you what i paid? b~tch, these ain’t cheap
and you ain’t even got no strap, we on your street
this n~gga never took no trip, you got cold feet
[verse 2]
i threw my piece up on the cuban, let him see me dance
another cuban on my wrist, him and carti friends
that red key a h~llcat or i could do the benz
it’s 08 the f~ckin’ family, we don’t do the friends
i like supreme top to bottom, that’s how n~ggas comin’
five hundred thousand dollars later, i can’t [?] for nothin’
see, i just left up out they ‘jects, b~tch, this jag’ runnin’
and i ain’t tryna take no trip unless this bag comin’
see, i’d never say no names ’cause these n~ggas know
i heard they broke up in they feelings, they can’t up the score
this five thousand all blues, i did another show
i see you lovin’ on that b~tch, she’s just another ho
and she be tryna give me percs so i could beat it down
if you ain’t trippin’ with your strap, then you can’t come around
if you don’t see me in the city, b~tch, i’m in the town
and tell that n~gga stand up so we could sit him down
[chorus]
it’s two hundred on the dash, this a fast whip
i give a f~ck about your ex, that n~gga past tense
i love this n~gga baby mama, she a bad b~tch
said he gon’ k!ll me when he catch me up in traffic
me umbrella dropped a six, but i can’t sleep
why would i tell you what i paid? b~tch, these ain’t cheap
and you ain’t even got no strap, we on your street
this n~gga never took no trip, you got cold feet (ayy, b~tch n~gga)
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