(Outtatown, we never out of money)
Yeah
(Star boy, you’re my hero)
Yeah
I’m pourin’ this lean up
I got X and I promethazine’d up
My bitch bad, and she pour my codeine up
I just smash when I want, I don’t need her
Yeah, do the dash, bitch, I’m off of the meter
Yeah, do the dash, bitch, I’m off of the meter
Yeah, do the dash, bitch, I’m off of the meter
Yeah, do the dash, bitch, I’m off of the meter
Yeah, do the dash, bitch, I’m off of the meter
Do the dash, bitch, I’m off it
I leave that boy dead, put him in a coffin
And I’m fly as hell, yeah, bitch, I’m hawkin’
I’m in Atlanta, I’m in Southside with a bitch who don’t do this often
I’m fuckin’ this bitch at 3: 16 a.m., I feel like Steve Austin
No, we don’t give a fuck, bitch, we don’t give a damn, my niggas be bossin’
My young niggas pullin’ up with sticks, shootin’ out the Lamb’, don’t care what it cost
My young bitches pulled up in Rick Owen, I don’t give a damn, told her, “Take it off”
Every time you see me, I’ma blick, I don’t give a damn
I’ma fuck your bitch, I don’t give a damn
I’m pourin’ this lean up
I got X and I promethazine’d up
My bitch bad, and she pour my codeine up
I just smash when I want, I don’t need her
Yeah, do the dash, bitch, I’m off of the meter
Yeah, do the dash, bitch, I’m off of the meter
Yeah, do the dash, bitch, I’m off of the meter
Yeah, do the dash, bitch, I’m off of the meter
Yeah, do the dash, bitch, I’m off of the meter
Do the dash, bitch, I’m off it
Yeah
Hop in the whip, press the gas and I’m speedin’
Lil’ vamp bitch and she dressed in all black, yeah, I love that lil’ ho ’cause she so damn evil
Lil’ bitch, I’m high, I’m not eating
Slide on that boy with that Glock with that beam
Knock his lights out, yeah, nigga, good evenin’
I need more cups, bitch, yeah, we pourin’ up lean
Okay, she bad, she a teaser
But I get stiff on that ho and she say that I’m mean
I spent four-hundred all on my tees
It’s Rick on my shoes and my motherfuckin’ jeans now
And she say that she wanna get geeked
I told that lil’ ho to go to pop that lil’ bean, shawty
I get fly smokin’ exotic narcotics
Hit that bitch in the back of the big body
He talk down on the gang, he get did ’bout it
Pew, pfft, pew, pew
I’m pourin’ this lean up
I got X and I promethazine’d up
My bitch bad, and she pour my codeine up
I just smash when I want, I don’t need her
Yeah, do the dash, bitch, I’m off of the meter
Yeah, do the dash, bitch, I’m off of the meter
Yeah, do the dash, bitch, I’m off of the meter
Yeah, do the dash, bitch, I’m off of the meter
Yeah, do the dash, bitch, I’m off of the meter
Do the dash, bitch, I’m off it (More Chaos)
Do the dash, yeah, I’m off it, yeah
Pop that bitch, yeah, I’m off it, yeah (Bleh)
Put my opp in a coffin, yeah (Skrrt)
Opp blunt got me coughin’, yeah (Yeah)
If it ain’t nothin’, I got diamonds, I got guns (Yeah)
I got bitches tryna have fun
Pull out the K9 and I go dumb (Yeah)
I pull out the Wraith, me and my son
Stop playin’ with the set, I’ll get yo’ ass done
Have you laid in the dirt, you don’t need to go farmin’
Pink slip on me, don’t need coupon
He slipped, he ran, he tried to run
Young Carti get ready with the gun
I bust a jugg once a month
She throw it back, I make her jump (Let’s- let’s go)
X, yeah, lil’ Carti
I’m pourin’ this lean up
I got X and I promethazine’d up
My bitch bad, and she pour my codeine up (Hahahahaha)
I just smash when I want, I don’t need her
Yeah, do the dash, bitch, I’m off of the meter (Opium niggas)
Yeah, do the dash, bitch, I’m off of the meter
Yeah, do the dash, bitch, I’m off of the meter
Yeah, do the dash, bitch, I’m off of the meter
Yeah, do the dash, bitch, I’m off of the meter
Do the dash, bitch, I’m off it