Da$h - No Shorts Lyrics

V Don
I can only hear it in the one now
I'm good
Let's roll, let's muthaf*cking roll
Stop f*cking playing with me
Only shit I'm saying for the rest of the year
For the rest of the decade
Stop f*cking playing with me

Yeah, yeah, yeah, so, yeah, so
No brakes for the stop sign
Yeah, yeah, yeah, so, yeah, so
Take yours and I want mine
Yeah, yeah, yeah, so, yeah, so
No shorts nigga, on time
Yeah, yeah, yeah, so, yeah, so
Ask your bitch, where the jaw ma

Got the money, count it twice
Rolling up weed while I'm shooting dice
And I'm Sergi'd down, heard me clown
Clip hold 15, don't need 30 rounds
All these pistols and paper, my pockets bulging
Riding 'round getting top from a bopper, know
That's why I need me a whip where the top is open
That's why I need me a yacht that's parked by the ocean
Never booling, always tripping
Bitch on her knees, like she really Christian
He talk hot we put slugs in his larynx
My lil' foreign bitch only speak Arabic
And I only say facts like that old machine
I was counting up hunnids when they was green
Bodies up in the morgue isn't cold as me
I walk up in the spot, your bitch notice me

Yeah, yeah, yeah, so, yeah, so
No brakes for the stop sign
Yeah, yeah, yeah, so, yeah, so
Take yours and I want mine
Yeah, yeah, yeah, so, yeah, so
No shorts nigga, on time
Yeah, yeah, yeah, so, yeah, so
Ask your bitch, where the jaw ma
Yeah, yeah, yeah, so, yeah, so
No brakes for the stop sign
Yeah, yeah, yeah, so, yeah, so
Take yours and I want mine
Yeah, yeah, yeah, so, yeah, so
No shorts nigga, on time
Yeah, yeah, yeah, so, yeah, so
Ask your bitch, where the jaw ma

Free Tay-K, but I did The Race
I drink Hen' 'til I'm bent out of shape
Shit I'm smoking came from out of state
Told that bitch "Don't you get out your place"
Swear to God man I need an estate
In that backyard I need her to lay
I might f*ck 'round and mack up the bands
Tryna f*ck on that hoe and her friends
Counting up bands in a dope den in my early days
Young, wild, and reckless ridin' wit' a Tech since an early age
Tryna get paid, none less or more
And I'm getting laid, nigga more or less
Out in Cali with a 9 and a vest
Set is where I'm at, you know it's 'bout a check
Like, bet, bet