lucki - dash money lyrics
[intro]
dash money, fast money
clean money, dirty money
mix it up
mix it up, f-ck it
[verse 1]
aye
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 f-ck that judgement another one
i’m lane switchin’, i’m swervin’
my b-tch 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?
n-gga say gimme he gon’ gimme hope it’s worth it
never hoving
i’m in my coffin f-ckin’ 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
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