Dashboard Danny - NASCAR Flows lyrics
[Dashboard Danny - NASCAR Flows lyrics]
2 Shots to the brain 2 Gram paper planes
I just want the money i don't want the fame
I work through the night
I work through the day yes I'm in the game
But buddy I ain't here play
Still smoking like in the
Middle of Quarantine
When I be making these songs
They be quoting me
Opened a shop but nothing come with warranty
Still made me money cause no
One out working me
Poor niggas calling like can you
Come serve to me
Charging him extra 5 when I be traveling
Poor bitches talking bout can you do for me
Don't even hear it whenever they asking
Gotta get money till I hit the casket
Tryna count money till my fingers cramping
Holding this cash but it's
More in my plastic
Put money in crypto to flip like gymnastics
T dubb my brother if we got
A problem we hash it
Moneytreesclothingcollectionstore for the
Fashion
All white air forces the perfect attachment
This is way more than a project of passion
My lady wanna have us to
Have a night of passion
Dashboard on go I be ready for action
Attack with a smack from my hand
When I hit from the back
Bumping her bumper like it was on accident
Laying her down on her back like mechanics
I ram in her pussy and she get to gasping
It get so sexy to watch how she keep
It together when it's hard to mange
2 Shots to the brain 2 Gram paper planes
I just want the money i don't want the fame
I work through the night
I work through the day yes I'm in the game
But buddy I ain't here play
Crashed my whip on the way
Home coming outta the beach
I had my foot on the floor on
The gas cause I wanted some speed
Tried to swerve me a curb on the
Turn I had lost all control
Bam I hit the wall
Crashed and I still was just mad
That I lost my lil whip i wasn't even hurt
But the Second time I ran my
Car in back of a ram
Water all over the Road and I'm
Going as fast I can stupid mistake
My lady taking up the seat for the passenger
Joint In my mouth and my foot on the brake
But the whip started glidin there was no
Way that I'd be passing to her
Embracing the hit
I meatshielded her body with mine
I love my lil baby and
It ain't cause of time bam
Crashed and my life just flashed
Swear to god my heart dropped down to my ass
Mad till she open till her eyes
Mad cause what if that wouldve
Taken up her life but I'm glad that we here
That shit was crazy though
Baby I'm sorry that I put you through this
But before I picked you up that day I had
2 Shots to the brain 2 Gram paper planes
I just want the money i don't want the fame
I work through the night
I work through the day yes I'm in the game
But buddy I ain't here play
I just want the money i don't want the fame
I work through the night
I work through the day yes I'm in the game
But buddy I ain't here play
Still smoking like in the
Middle of Quarantine
When I be making these songs
They be quoting me
Opened a shop but nothing come with warranty
Still made me money cause no
One out working me
Poor niggas calling like can you
Come serve to me
Charging him extra 5 when I be traveling
Poor bitches talking bout can you do for me
Don't even hear it whenever they asking
Gotta get money till I hit the casket
Tryna count money till my fingers cramping
Holding this cash but it's
More in my plastic
Put money in crypto to flip like gymnastics
T dubb my brother if we got
A problem we hash it
Moneytreesclothingcollectionstore for the
Fashion
All white air forces the perfect attachment
This is way more than a project of passion
My lady wanna have us to
Have a night of passion
Dashboard on go I be ready for action
Attack with a smack from my hand
When I hit from the back
Bumping her bumper like it was on accident
Laying her down on her back like mechanics
I ram in her pussy and she get to gasping
It get so sexy to watch how she keep
It together when it's hard to mange
2 Shots to the brain 2 Gram paper planes
I just want the money i don't want the fame
I work through the night
I work through the day yes I'm in the game
But buddy I ain't here play
Crashed my whip on the way
Home coming outta the beach
I had my foot on the floor on
The gas cause I wanted some speed
Tried to swerve me a curb on the
Turn I had lost all control
Bam I hit the wall
Crashed and I still was just mad
That I lost my lil whip i wasn't even hurt
But the Second time I ran my
Car in back of a ram
Water all over the Road and I'm
Going as fast I can stupid mistake
My lady taking up the seat for the passenger
Joint In my mouth and my foot on the brake
But the whip started glidin there was no
Way that I'd be passing to her
Embracing the hit
I meatshielded her body with mine
I love my lil baby and
It ain't cause of time bam
Crashed and my life just flashed
Swear to god my heart dropped down to my ass
Mad till she open till her eyes
Mad cause what if that wouldve
Taken up her life but I'm glad that we here
That shit was crazy though
Baby I'm sorry that I put you through this
But before I picked you up that day I had
2 Shots to the brain 2 Gram paper planes
I just want the money i don't want the fame
I work through the night
I work through the day yes I'm in the game
But buddy I ain't here play