doin the dash - casey veggies lyrics
[intro]
doin’ the dash, i’m doin’ the dash, i’m doin’ the dash
i put a hunnid grand on my…
yeah
[chorus]
i’m doin’ the dash, i’m doin’ the dash, i’m doin’ the dash
i put a hunnid grand on my whip and now i’m livin’ real fast
i put [?] on my b*tch, even though we probably won’t last
i told babe “stop movin’ your lips, quit talkin’ to this [?]”
i’m doin’ the dash, i’m doin’ the dash, i’m doin’ the dash
chasin’ the bag, my b*tches be bad, you n*ggas be sad
i get that type of money, my mama, she ain’t gotta ask
big body benz rotatin’ with brand new paper tag
[verse 1]
boy, you better live that sh*t if you talk
stay ready on go, you asked for it
i done left that ho and came right back
with a whole way badder b*tch
i f*cked her and her friend on accident, that sh*t be happеnin’
baby, i been that n*gga since they werе still sippin’ on [?]
i ain’t never switched up, n*gga
i’m still the same n*gga from them hallways
gotta keep one tucked, can’t slip, n*ggas k!llin’ in broad day
when i got signed you was always tryna f*ck with me
why you ain’t call me?
hunnids all on my mind, i ain’t gotta rap, getting money always
from the west side, lil’ boy, i’m elite
yeah, i got the key to the streets
the city done made me a beast
now the young n*ggas look up to me
been [?] a whip, f*ck a lease
i done bossed up, they cannot compete
let’s eat up, yeah we ’bout to feast
[?]
[chorus]
i’m doin’ the dash, i’m doin’ the dash, i’m doin’ the dash
i put a hunnid grand on my whip and now i’m livin’ real fast
i put [?] on my b*tch, even though we probably won’t last
i told babe “stop movin’ your lips, quit talkin’ to this [?]”
i’m doin’ the dash, i’m doin’ the dash, i’m doin’ the dash
chasin’ the bag, my b*tches be bad, you n*ggas be sad
i get that type of money, my mama, she ain’t gotta ask
big body benz rotatin’ with brand new paper tag
[verse 2]
aw man
f*ck happened to you?
in high school you was the man
all my hunnids blue and all my fits straight from j*pan
why they hate they own people gettin’ money, can’t understand
baby really want me to fall in love, but she a fan
run them numbers up, we up at [?] doin’ damage
girl i’m f*ckin’ with you cause i know you don’t need a man
i ain’t goin’ out of [?], no fool, she really want me to be romantic
got caught up f*ckin’ with you, can’t be my baby, god d*mn
[chorus]
i’m doin’ the dash, i’m doin’ the dash, i’m doin’ the dash
i put a hunnid grand on my whip and now i’m livin’ real fast
i put [?] on my b*tch, even though we probably won’t last
i told babe “stop movin’ your lips, quit talkin’ to this [?]”
i’m doin’ the dash, i’m doin’ the dash, i’m doin’ the dash
chasin’ the bag, my b*tches be bad, you n*ggas be sad
i get that type of money, my mama, she ain’t gotta ask
big body benz rotatin’ with brand new paper tag
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