Dashing (Reasons) (Explicit)

The n***a had a pair of

Air Olden

Polynice's on

Oh s**t the n***a had a pair of

Air Christen

Slaters Rebel

I slay the max it's really

Digital Rockin' the latest in every day comin' at n***az

Rockin' the latest in

Ben Stillaways

F**k that the next big thing lay this as

Hollywood n***az

Now that's a money thing

I was +Dashing+ through the hood

Eighteens with the whip smoke gray

Leavin' skid marks on five-oh smokin' all the way

Hahaha With my all-star team b***hes see our shine

Yo son we gotta make that +

CREAM+ whether raps or

They call me

Rollie watch me polly with the wide body

Dinali Packed the bad hottie rocked enough ice to play hockey

I swarm like paparazzi she popped a wheelie on the candy apple

Kawasaki Everything is sloppy philosophical for those who copy

I'll probably splash her tonight don't block

Sippin' on

Lime Bacardi got me toxy

Plus the Cali 'dro holdin' me

I'm 'bout to 'scape like the

Roxy Ever property

Monopoly big shotti

Snatch the +

CREAM+ whether in the concert hall or in the lobby

Used to be a hobby got me duckin'

Rudy Giulianni like

I'm still coppin' big eights from papi

Follow me whether

Mardi Gras' or house party

It's wild like safari ain't mean to catch the body

But had 'em wobbly off the first blow tryin' to knock me

I'm known to pump ya blood like the theme song to

Rocky Kamikaze might karate chop ya head like a natty dread then call myself

Collar Ratsi

Professionally trained

I am for your artery

I give the autographs but charge for photography

Not hardly kid you awkward

Godbody You'se a carbon copy just started to rock

Wallys Spark the brocolli spaz off this ghetto opery

Or catch the hot seat you're bawty boy without ya posse

Come come come

One for the dough son

They couldn't get me watch me move swiftly

Broke the unmarked fifty with this cabby who was a gypsy

He stayed tipsy said he loved his bills crispy

Drivin' the streets he kept heat on the night shifty

Quickly who ring bells like it's twelve on

Sunday While the stage catch shells from forceful gunplay

Mere fact that the track was a fierce counterattack

All those who couldn't multiply were sent back

No tanks low rank soldiers hittin' the heart

Tainted the heart of an empire was torn apart

Brought to a halt from a front full assault

The chemist left the lab with undetermined results

They saw the swordsman sift electrical volts

The audience threw nuts with loose screws and bolts

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