Dash

(SOE Boys) (Kuf) You can't tell me nothing do it with a smile on my face F*ck is you doing you ain't turning up the bass How is you on pills but you scared of getting laced I could make one call and your ass gon' turn to waste Fucking it up, I get the bag, the bag, the bag Eyes opening wide you ain't ever seen this much cash Eyes opening wide you ain't ever gone this fast I just call up Vexie on the phone we do the dash Stepping outside in a Moncler puffer, I'm never living content Doubling up every week, I'm making back than whatever I spent None of my guys switching sides Vexie stay with a heater reminding me little bit of Bonnie and Clyde Walking around with the fetty inside of my pocket at least a lil' five How the f*ck you iPhone thugging I'm in a mode and nobody can stop it too much on my plate just to stop all the running How the f*ck do the racks not fit in the jeans nothing but maximum number of Chrome I put my bitch in a choker put her in limited dunks you cannot afford I had to get off the leash and add a few zeros on top on the one Stacking my weight like I'm big, but never could see me in front of the gun Pussy boy thought it was sweet he wasn't expecting the fire with a drum Never could blemish my image the way I be spinning it can't be undone Stacking up paper too fast they thinking I scam twenty K denim Vexie pull up and he pop, it got a bark, hit them with venom Everyday thinking 'bout cash, I gotta blast, gotta go get some Thinking they can take me away from all my momentum You can't tell me nothing do it with a smile on my face F*ck is you doing you ain't turning up the bass How is you on pills but you scared of getting laced I could make one call and your ass gon' turn to waste Fucking it up, I get the bag, the bag, the bag Eyes opening wide you ain't ever seen this much cash Eyes opening wide you ain't ever gone this fast I just call up Vexie on the phone we do the dash