LP Rambo, DD Caine - DA$H lyrics

Okay, it seems, we in business bugMega

Dash off, mask off, half into half off
Niggas acting like bitches, throw
They ass a pad, dawg
I ain't heard from shawty since
I talked to her, that last call
Hit the lick, dash off, fast, I might crash
Aw jimmy clip, bullets blast off
Squeeze and let my gat cough
Think a nigga Santa, draped in red
Dropping bags off
Niggas starting beef from envy, disregard
They add salt leave him with no future
When I pull up with my mask off

Shoot him in the face, nigga had a date
With this fuckin' AK, he was running late
There's no escaping fate, bitch
The diamonds on me skate
I think I should smoke a
Blunt for your fuckin' sake
You know LP a ape, like what you see on Bape
Ruger sweep the whole block
It's gon be your maid
I can't see ya'll main, ya'll broke
I can't be y'all man
I was there once but aye
You could just look at my chain
Fifty bands, rubber bands
Try me, get left where you stand, on my mans
Hit bro up like "what's the
Plan?" he in the land
In his hand, bout fifty bands, in his other
Hand got some shit that sound like thunder
Man
Rumbling, have a nigga tumbling, for mumbling
Bitch! We not with the mumbling, we run it in
And, free my fuckin' brother
Man, from the jam, aye