44romance - Dash 2! (feat. Xenoswrld) Lyrics

I'm doin' the dash uh-huh
Gotta get to the cash uh-huh
Like jimmy gotta blast uh-huh
My designer it mix-matched don't match uh-huh
I just took your bitch oops my bad
I'm breaking her back no kit-kat
Now I gotta skrt off like that
And you just proposed oh so sad
Like a superhero bitch I gotta suit up
All this money calling like I don't get enough
When I get this bag bitch I'm running it up
I would give you some but in you I don't trust
Like a superhero bitch I gotta suit up
All this money calling like I don't get enough
When I get this bag bitch I'm running it up
I would give you some but in you I don't trust

Give you some but you gon run up on us
I get a bag and keep running it up
KeyBlade swinging on my wrist like Woah
Two bands for me gotta pay for the show
Run up and you ride with the gang
Zoom zoom crash the Benz and the range
Two-two when I open the safe and I'm grabbing the case and we gon let it bang
Little boy my clone
Act so bad but you jack my flow
Did it on my own
Why so sad need to call yo home
I just got Louis V on my clothes
Big guap spend it on my own
Two-two aim it at yo dome
Imma put a 40 piece on my bro
Cook that boy up like an oven yeah
Flash with the keys I be running yeah
Said I won't make it you buggin' yeah
Made that boy cry like an onion yeah
Shawty know she for the team yeah
Box logo on me supreme yeah
Doing it all at 16 yeah
Metal on me Wolverine yeah

I'm feeling wavy yeah I'm in my bag so shawty are you really down to ride
Are you gon trust me yeah are you gon love yeah shawty are you really down tonight
Forty-four in the name so you know I gotta keep one on my hip by my side
I got a Benz are you down tonight
I got a Benz are you down to ride yeah yeah

I'm doin' the dash uh-huh
Gotta get to the cash uh-huh
Like jimmy gotta blast uh-huh
My designer it mix-matched don't match uh-huh
I just took your bitch oops my bad
I'm breaking her back no kit-kat
Now I gotta skrt off like that
And you just proposed oh so sad
Like a superhero bitch I gotta suit up
All this money calling like I don't get enough
When I get this bag bitch I'm running it up
I would give you some but in you I don't trust
Like a superhero bitch I gotta suit up
All this money calling like I don't get enough
When I get this bag bitch I'm running it up
I would give you some but in you I don't trust

Yea in you I don't trust
Pull up on you then I leave in the dust
Stupid lil girl this not love it's just lust
Pull up we blowing that gas like a gust
Crying lil bitch boy making a fuss
Talking all that shit just hush
Talking all that shit like what
You saying all that til your head get crushed
I can't show affection, boy get out my section
Gotta keep that protection, when you stay on the gram just flexing
Gotta just do the dash yea
Gotta just get to the cash yea
Know the XD gon blast ya
In a scat pack going fast yea
Baby you know what it is yea, baby you know what it do
I cannot keep no bitch yea, gotta just keep that lil tool
You cannot get no kiss yea, but you can suck me like ooo
Know that I stay with the drip yea, water be splashing like pool nah

I'm feeling wavy yeah I'm in my bag so shawty are you really down to ride
Are you gon trust me yeah are you gon love yeah shawty are you really down tonight
Forty-four in the name so you know I gotta keep one on my hip by my side
I got a Benz are you down tonight
I got a Benz are you down to ride yeah yeah

I'm doin the dash uh-huh
Gotta get to the cash uh-huh
Like jimmy gotta blast uh-huh
My designer it mix-matched don't match uh-huh
I just took your bitch oops my bad
I'm breaking her back no kit-kat
Now I gotta skrt off like that
And you just proposed oh so sad
Like a superhero bitch I gotta suit up
All this money calling like I don't get enough
When I get this bag bitch I'm running it up
I would give you some but in you I don't trust
Like a superhero bitch I gotta suit up
All this money calling like I don't get enough
When I get this bag bitch I'm running it up
I would give you some but in you I don't trust