I do the dash boy
Take off like a Nascar
I'm going fast
I don't want to crash
She gave me ass and her brain
Thats smart
I don't want to match
Boy your weed is trash
Bitch I'm a king
All these hoes, still need a queen
Ey bitch I'm clean
All these C-Notes like I sing
Ey pop a bean
Now she feeling like a fiend
Got inbetween
Like i don't want to count the green
Got all this soda
Cuz I mix with pints of lean
Play hide and seek
Can you find your bitch?
Now who's to say that i can't control this plane
I'm Superman
Where's my Lois Lane?
I got a lil lean ya know
I pop in ya dream ya know
My wrist is a Roley
Lil bitch want to go with the flow
Lil bitch want to play with her nose
All I want is the mouth then I go
All I want is the mouth then I go
When I see the amount, then it grow
If I eat it, its not GMO
Bad bitches and Forgiatos
I got a lil lean, ya know
I got a lil green, ya know
Bitch go for the team, ya know
Pop pills she a fiend, ya know
She want the Prada and Fendi
I get her Rally's and Wendy's
I'm getting dollars at Denny's
I'm getting wild up in Fendi
I'm getting dollars up, plenty
And I going back
Now you understand, now you knowing that
I do the dash boy
Take off like a Nascar
I'm going fast
I don't want to crash
She gave me ass and her brain
Thats smart
I don't want to match
Boy your weed is trash
Bitch I'm a king
All these hoes, still need a queen
Ey bitch I'm clean
All these C-Notes like I sing
Ey pop a bean
Now she feeling like a fiend
Got inbetween
Like i don't want to count the green
Got all this soda
Cuz I mix with pints of lean
Play hide and seek
Can you find your bitch?
Now who's to say that i can't control this plane
I'm Superman
Where's my Lois Lane?
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I do the dash boy
Take off like a Nascar
I'm going fast
I don't want to crash
She gave me ass and her brain
Thats smart
I don't want to match
Boy your weed is trash
Bitch I'm a king
All these hoes, still need a queen
Ey bitch I'm clean
All these C-Notes like I sing
Ey pop a bean
Now she feeling like a fiend
Got inbetween
Like i don't want to count the green
Got all this soda
Cuz I mix with pints of lean
Play hide and seek
Can you find your bitch?
Now who's to say that i can't control this plane
I'm Superman
Where's my Lois Lane?
I got a lil lean ya know
I pop in ya dream ya know
My wrist is a Roley
Lil bitch want to go with the flow
Lil bitch want to play with her nose
All I want is the mouth then I go
All I want is the mouth then I go
When I see the amount, then it grow
If I eat it, its not GMO
Bad bitches and Forgiatos
I got a lil lean, ya know
I got a lil green, ya know
Bitch go for the team, ya know
Pop pills she a fiend, ya know
She want the Prada and Fendi
I get her Rally's and Wendy's
I'm getting dollars at Denny's
I'm getting wild up in Fendi
I'm getting dollars up, plenty
And I going back
Now you understand, now you knowing that
I do the dash boy
Take off like a Nascar
I'm going fast
I don't want to crash
She gave me ass and her brain
Thats smart
I don't want to match
Boy your weed is trash
Bitch I'm a king
All these hoes, still need a queen
Ey bitch I'm clean
All these C-Notes like I sing
Ey pop a bean
Now she feeling like a fiend
Got inbetween
Like i don't want to count the green
Got all this soda
Cuz I mix with pints of lean
Play hide and seek
Can you find your bitch?
Now who's to say that i can't control this plane
I'm Superman
Where's my Lois Lane?
Take off like a Nascar
I'm going fast
I don't want to crash
She gave me ass and her brain
Thats smart
I don't want to match
Boy your weed is trash
Bitch I'm a king
All these hoes, still need a queen
Ey bitch I'm clean
All these C-Notes like I sing
Ey pop a bean
Now she feeling like a fiend
Got inbetween
Like i don't want to count the green
Got all this soda
Cuz I mix with pints of lean
Play hide and seek
Can you find your bitch?
Now who's to say that i can't control this plane
I'm Superman
Where's my Lois Lane?
I got a lil lean ya know
I pop in ya dream ya know
My wrist is a Roley
Lil bitch want to go with the flow
Lil bitch want to play with her nose
All I want is the mouth then I go
All I want is the mouth then I go
When I see the amount, then it grow
If I eat it, its not GMO
Bad bitches and Forgiatos
I got a lil lean, ya know
I got a lil green, ya know
Bitch go for the team, ya know
Pop pills she a fiend, ya know
She want the Prada and Fendi
I get her Rally's and Wendy's
I'm getting dollars at Denny's
I'm getting wild up in Fendi
I'm getting dollars up, plenty
And I going back
Now you understand, now you knowing that
I do the dash boy
Take off like a Nascar
I'm going fast
I don't want to crash
She gave me ass and her brain
Thats smart
I don't want to match
Boy your weed is trash
Bitch I'm a king
All these hoes, still need a queen
Ey bitch I'm clean
All these C-Notes like I sing
Ey pop a bean
Now she feeling like a fiend
Got inbetween
Like i don't want to count the green
Got all this soda
Cuz I mix with pints of lean
Play hide and seek
Can you find your bitch?
Now who's to say that i can't control this plane
I'm Superman
Where's my Lois Lane?
Writer: DezMeawn Stewart, Sydney Omameh
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid