DASH MONEY

Dash money, fast money
Clean money, dirty money mix it up with the-
Mix it up, fuck it, haha

Ayy ecstasy poppin' she's a wild card
She barely in my practice squad
She on your startin' team

Album comin' soon homie get that Barter 3
She heard I'm coming through homie
Hide her everything
Pop another yop I numb myself, I feel myself
This yoppa just kicked in
Don't mind my spazz I feel myself

I need another one, another one, another one
Avoid my old friend, fuck that judgement
Another one
I'm lane switchin', I'm swervin'
My bitch miss me, I'm servin'
Don't know me lookin' fishy over
Here I am surfin'
I been early mornin' where my birds
Where the worms at?

Nigga say gimme he gon' gimme
Hope it's worth it never hoving
I'm in my coffin fuckin' smurkin'
Shakin' miss my Xans momma
Sad my tummy hurtin'
But next time I pop one
It's gon' feel like this the first one
I know how I'm workin' did this on purpose
Ain't gotta know my limit
Reached that on purpose