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Da$H
Da$H
Künstler:in
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Darien Corey Dash Jr.
Darien Corey Dash Jr.
Songwriter:in

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I could give you summertime horrors You could stay around if you love me Bitch don't count my blessings, so I'm Lucki Bro we gon' be rich if this go right Bitch I got that act in my system 'cause it's showtime Percocet bandito back then when they ain't know rhymes Deception in my blood, yup Imma pay you back in no time You worry 'bout that whole line You trippin' hoe, this yo' time I can go at anybody, any order I got ten zips in my duffy I can't do the satchel, but the Supreme I don't know who payin' for this Uber If the hoe leave me she know game 'cause I schooled her Steal propane in these washed up ksubis Finesse game strong if the cops come prove it Still with my slime, guess I love bein' stupid Y'all don't even say it, you'on mean that And sit your bitches down, and I ain't seen head In the mirror is the only time I see threats Chase death, not 'nuff, try and chase checks The pills she sniffin, green shit, I'm sippin' brown I'm lying like it's Henny, cream it calm me down Pop star get high with me, I bet she die with me That bitch won't ride for you, that bitch gon' lie to you Who the fuck you think you talkin' to a Skrewface Duckin' out a warrant in like two states Probably make a mill, get 'Lo, and cop a new face Bitch I would be lying to you sayin' I only get high with you babe But you knew that Motherfucker
Writer(s): Darien Corey Dash Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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