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408 darwin – dash lyrics

[intro]
the girl next door, you know, the yo man
yeah, b+tch, imma, b+tch, imma hop in that motherf+ckin’ coupe and i’ll hit the dash, aye

[chorus]
b+tch, imma hop in that motherf+cking coupe and i’ll hit the dash
i had to cop me a couple of doubles and fill up my lunch to hold up my racks
yeah, yeah, b+tch, imma hop in that coupe and i’ll hit the motherf+ckin’ dash
i had to cop me a couple of doubles and fill up my lunch to hold up my racks
i had to tell my lil’ n+gga to chill ’cause 12 on his ass, but he movin’ packs
they pulled me over and they ain’t find nothin’ but i was still reekin’ and smellin’ like bag

[verse 1]
oh sh+t, darwin he stay with them potions, still a jit, born in ’06
still a kid, but i’m grown, b+tch, this i ain’t makin’ no sense
but i’m mickey cash, hop on the track and they made me a bag
hop on the fight and thеn went to the rack on my n+ggas who landed to buy thеm some straps
yeah, i had water on my body, got me feelin’ like i showered
popped a perky with that b+tch and f+cked her for a couple hours
guess her diet ain’t the best because her p+ssy tasted sour
yeah my shorty, that’s my evil queen, we twinnin’ like the towers
like it’s liv and maddy, pop the addy, f+ck the ass to sleep
only f+ck with baddies and she ugly, then she ain’t for me
she tryna f+ck the kid, no cudi, he told her to do it if she please
that she never suck and dip, but now i got her on their knees
b+tch, i’m rocked up, yeah you washed up, you a lame
in that brand new benz, swervin’ heavy, switchin’ lanes
i’m addicted to the money, only dentists in my brain
she addicted to that cash, so imma make it rain
[chorus]
yeah, uh, b+tch, imma hop in that motherf+ckin’ coupe and then i hit the dash
i had to cop me a couple of doubles and fill up my luggage to hold up my racks
i had to tell my lil’ n+gga to chill ’cause 12 on his ass, but he movin’ packs
they pulled me over and they ain’t find nothin’ but i was still reakin’ and smellin’ like bag
b+tch, imma hop in that motherf+ckin’ coupe and i hit the motherf+ckin’, motherf+ckin’ dash
i had to me a couple of doubles and fill up my luggage to hold up my racks
i had to tell my lil’ n+gga to chill ’cause 12 on his ass, but he movin’ packs
they pulled me over and they ain’t find nothin’ but i was still reekin’ and smellin’ like bag

[verse 2]
bag, b+tch, bag, b+tch, on my d+ck, see a monster
darwin hang with k!llers on my n+ggas, jeffrey dahmer
pull up with a heater, make it hot just like a sauna
i ain’t violent, but i gotta protect my n+ggas at all costs
god, i gotta protect ’em, won’t let ’em arrest ’em
i keep with the tech and they stay in my vessel
she eatin’ my meat, she ain’t usin’ utensils
i got shorty twistin’ that sh+t like a pretzel
i got that bread, like a mfking’ bakery
if you don’t know me, just know not to play with me
that n+gga off beat, he have a latency
i’m the realest n+gga, ain’t no one fakin’ me
i’m the realest n+gga, come over city
all of my n+ggas comin’ up with me
age twelve, we was grippin’ the semi
fifteen, made a quarter of a milli’
go b+tchin’ and turnin’ off, feelin’ like timmy
fairly odd parents, what’s for the bl!cky?
fairly odd parents, what’s for the racks?
wrack me and than color me down
[outro]
b+tch, i’m hoppin’ that coupe
when i had the motherf+ckin’ dash
i had to cop me a couple of doubles
i feel i’m a legend, i hold all my racks
i had to tell my lil’ n+gga to chill
’cause 12 on his ass, but he movin’ packs
they pull me over but i ain’t have nothin but i was still reekin’ and smellin like bag b+tch

- 408 darwin lyrics

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