GloRilla - Do The Dash lyrics
GloRilla [Gloria Hallelujah Woods] Memphis, Tennessee, U.S. 🇺🇸
[GloRilla - Do The Dash lyrics]
Ayy, Lil Longway, pull up on me, fool
Where you at, bruh?
Man, I'm at the spot, come on pull up
Do the dash real quick
Aight, bet, I'm on my way, hold up
Aight, bet
Aight
(Macaroni made it)
Do the dash, ho, do the dash, ho
High, high speed, Grand Theft
Auto, hit the gas
Ho
We don't stop at red lights
We be goin' past those
Switchin' lanes doin' a hundred
Damn, I almost crashed
Ho
Do the dash, ho, do the dash, ho
Fuck a red light, bitch, I'ma do the dash
Ho
You say you want smoke, I'ma hit the gas, ho
Police get behind us, better do the dash, ho
I'ma do the dash, ho, pedal to the gas, ho
Slidin' in a big body
I'm still goin' fast
Though
Itty bitty, bitch, I'm litty
Ridin' solo through the city
Doin' a hundred, fuck a limit
Fuck the cops and fuck a ticket
Nigga, bring them whips out
I love them fuckin' fast cars
And I'ma do the dash in
'em like a fuckin' Nascar
12 get behind me
I'ma do the race like trackstars
And if you ain't down to ride, bitch
Get out the damn car
Do the dash, ho, do the dash, ho
High, high speed, Grand Theft
Auto, hit the gas
Ho
We don't stop at red lights
We be goin' past those
Switchin' lanes doin' a hundred
Damn, I almost crashed
Ho
Do the dash, ho, do the dash, ho
Fuck a red light, bitch, I'ma do the dash
Ho
You say you want smoke, I'ma hit the gas, ho
Police get behind us, better do the dash, ho
I'm in the coupe with a hundred
And I'm doin' a hundred
You play, then I'm gon' do one hundred
I'm really dyin' 'bout these
Chains and change
So you better get you some money
She wanna count all my change
And wear all my chains
But I just want head like a bonnet
(Come here)
These niggas chasin' the fame and
Wantin' some clout 'til
I leave a hole in 'em like Funyun
Ayy, middle finger to the cops and
Trigger finger to the opps
(Fuck 'em, fuck 'em)
I be steppin' with some Glocks and
A backpack with a chop
(Ayy, .223)
Sneak diss and you get dropped
Pull up slammin' like Bosh
Do the dash in the drop with
A mask and a fifty shot
Do the dash, ho, do the dash, ho
High, high speed, Grand Theft
Auto, hit the gas
Ho
We don't stop at red lights
We be goin' past those
Switchin' lanes doin' a hundred
Damn, I almost crashed
Ho
Do the dash, ho, do the dash, ho
Fuck a red light, bitch, I'ma do the dash
Ho
You say you want smoke, I'ma hit the gas, ho
Police get behind us, better do the dash, ho
Where you at, bruh?
Man, I'm at the spot, come on pull up
Do the dash real quick
Aight, bet, I'm on my way, hold up
Aight, bet
Aight
(Macaroni made it)
Do the dash, ho, do the dash, ho
High, high speed, Grand Theft
Auto, hit the gas
Ho
We don't stop at red lights
We be goin' past those
Switchin' lanes doin' a hundred
Damn, I almost crashed
Ho
Do the dash, ho, do the dash, ho
Fuck a red light, bitch, I'ma do the dash
Ho
You say you want smoke, I'ma hit the gas, ho
Police get behind us, better do the dash, ho
I'ma do the dash, ho, pedal to the gas, ho
Slidin' in a big body
I'm still goin' fast
Though
Itty bitty, bitch, I'm litty
Ridin' solo through the city
Doin' a hundred, fuck a limit
Fuck the cops and fuck a ticket
Nigga, bring them whips out
I love them fuckin' fast cars
And I'ma do the dash in
'em like a fuckin' Nascar
12 get behind me
I'ma do the race like trackstars
And if you ain't down to ride, bitch
Get out the damn car
Do the dash, ho, do the dash, ho
High, high speed, Grand Theft
Auto, hit the gas
Ho
We don't stop at red lights
We be goin' past those
Switchin' lanes doin' a hundred
Damn, I almost crashed
Ho
Do the dash, ho, do the dash, ho
Fuck a red light, bitch, I'ma do the dash
Ho
You say you want smoke, I'ma hit the gas, ho
Police get behind us, better do the dash, ho
I'm in the coupe with a hundred
And I'm doin' a hundred
You play, then I'm gon' do one hundred
I'm really dyin' 'bout these
Chains and change
So you better get you some money
She wanna count all my change
And wear all my chains
But I just want head like a bonnet
(Come here)
These niggas chasin' the fame and
Wantin' some clout 'til
I leave a hole in 'em like Funyun
Ayy, middle finger to the cops and
Trigger finger to the opps
(Fuck 'em, fuck 'em)
I be steppin' with some Glocks and
A backpack with a chop
(Ayy, .223)
Sneak diss and you get dropped
Pull up slammin' like Bosh
Do the dash in the drop with
A mask and a fifty shot
Do the dash, ho, do the dash, ho
High, high speed, Grand Theft
Auto, hit the gas
Ho
We don't stop at red lights
We be goin' past those
Switchin' lanes doin' a hundred
Damn, I almost crashed
Ho
Do the dash, ho, do the dash, ho
Fuck a red light, bitch, I'ma do the dash
Ho
You say you want smoke, I'ma hit the gas, ho
Police get behind us, better do the dash, ho