It's a double play, fifty for the day
Ahh hunnit on the dash, gotta chase the cash
Gotta get to the bag, you can't be my bitch
Hell nah, if you ain't shakin' ass, counterfeit
All I got is pills in my f*ckin' bag
You can't hang around me if Youn put
Belt to ass, niggas know we spankin' shit
I ain't never snitch, call me Bobby Shmurda, bitch
Niggas know I murder shit
(Boom boom)
Yeah, we runnin' up the bags
Bitch, you better tap in, if you don't, you lackin
Ayy, bitch, you was a ho, you was a bitch
You was a snitch, bitch, you was a rat
F*ckin' y'all bitch from the back while I'm pullin' her track
Hell nah, that's cap, you keep on talkin', I pull up with straps
Hell yeah, bitch, that shit in the back
Bitch, keep on talkin' my shit, he better f*ckin' stop it
I gotta glockin' this shit out the pocket
I swear, y'all niggas be gay, I be watchin
I got a stick for real, pussy ahh boy wanna drill
I got that shit, I keep it for real
I got me a Glock pussy, nigga, better chill
I been drug influencer, don't know what I'm doin
Toss a pill in the pile, you know I'ma do it
Been drug abusing, she used to use it
Now I use it, use it
Yeah
Thumbing ' through these racks, I been gettin' to the cash
Got this money in my bag, shoot these thirties at his back
Told him turbo, run it back, cause I'm clutchin' on these mags
Told lil' baby, grab my mag, reach in the purse, she grab my strap
While I'm hittin' from the back, dick so good, it make her tap
Goin' back to back to back, while I'm smokin' on some gas
Man, I feel like the f*ckin' Mavs, all these niggas keepin' tabs
Like I'm T-pain buy her a drink that booty, brown pussy pink
It's a double play, fifty for the date, a hundred on the dash
Gotta chase the cash, gotta get it to the bag
You can't be my bitch, hell nah
If you ain't shakin' ass, counterfeit
All I got is pills in my f*ckin' bag
You can't hang around me if Youn put belt to ass
Niggas know we spankin' shit, I ain't never snitch
Call me Bobby, shmurda bitch, niggas know I murder shit
100 Dash (feat. Luv Brady & Tre4Dj) Video (MV)
Performed By: Kappafrmdatre
Language: English
Length: 2:39
Written by: Joseph Royster, Brady Henning, Demetrius Bolden
Kappafrmdatre - 100 Dash (feat. Luv Brady & Tre4Dj) Lyrics
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It's a double play, fifty for the day
Ahh hunnit on the dash, gotta chase the cash
Gotta get to the bag, you can't be my bitch
Hell nah, if you ain't shakin' ass, counterfeit
All I got is pills in my f*ckin' bag
You can't hang around me if Youn put
Belt to ass, niggas know we spankin' shit
I ain't never snitch, call me Bobby Shmurda, bitch
Niggas know I murder shit
(Boom boom)
Yeah, we runnin' up the bags
Bitch, you better tap in, if you don't, you lackin
Ayy, bitch, you was a ho, you was a bitch
You was a snitch, bitch, you was a rat
F*ckin' y'all bitch from the back while I'm pullin' her track
Hell nah, that's cap, you keep on talkin', I pull up with straps
Hell yeah, bitch, that shit in the back
Bitch, keep on talkin' my shit, he better f*ckin' stop it
I gotta glockin' this shit out the pocket
I swear, y'all niggas be gay, I be watchin
I got a stick for real, pussy ahh boy wanna drill
I got that shit, I keep it for real
I got me a Glock pussy, nigga, better chill
I been drug influencer, don't know what I'm doin
Toss a pill in the pile, you know I'ma do it
Been drug abusing, she used to use it
Now I use it, use it
Yeah
Thumbing ' through these racks, I been gettin' to the cash
Got this money in my bag, shoot these thirties at his back
Told him turbo, run it back, cause I'm clutchin' on these mags
Told lil' baby, grab my mag, reach in the purse, she grab my strap
While I'm hittin' from the back, dick so good, it make her tap
Goin' back to back to back, while I'm smokin' on some gas
Man, I feel like the f*ckin' Mavs, all these niggas keepin' tabs
Like I'm T-pain buy her a drink that booty, brown pussy pink
It's a double play, fifty for the date, a hundred on the dash
Gotta chase the cash, gotta get it to the bag
You can't be my bitch, hell nah
If you ain't shakin' ass, counterfeit
All I got is pills in my f*ckin' bag
You can't hang around me if Youn put belt to ass
Niggas know we spankin' shit, I ain't never snitch
Call me Bobby, shmurda bitch, niggas know I murder shit
Ahh hunnit on the dash, gotta chase the cash
Gotta get to the bag, you can't be my bitch
Hell nah, if you ain't shakin' ass, counterfeit
All I got is pills in my f*ckin' bag
You can't hang around me if Youn put
Belt to ass, niggas know we spankin' shit
I ain't never snitch, call me Bobby Shmurda, bitch
Niggas know I murder shit
(Boom boom)
Yeah, we runnin' up the bags
Bitch, you better tap in, if you don't, you lackin
Ayy, bitch, you was a ho, you was a bitch
You was a snitch, bitch, you was a rat
F*ckin' y'all bitch from the back while I'm pullin' her track
Hell nah, that's cap, you keep on talkin', I pull up with straps
Hell yeah, bitch, that shit in the back
Bitch, keep on talkin' my shit, he better f*ckin' stop it
I gotta glockin' this shit out the pocket
I swear, y'all niggas be gay, I be watchin
I got a stick for real, pussy ahh boy wanna drill
I got that shit, I keep it for real
I got me a Glock pussy, nigga, better chill
I been drug influencer, don't know what I'm doin
Toss a pill in the pile, you know I'ma do it
Been drug abusing, she used to use it
Now I use it, use it
Yeah
Thumbing ' through these racks, I been gettin' to the cash
Got this money in my bag, shoot these thirties at his back
Told him turbo, run it back, cause I'm clutchin' on these mags
Told lil' baby, grab my mag, reach in the purse, she grab my strap
While I'm hittin' from the back, dick so good, it make her tap
Goin' back to back to back, while I'm smokin' on some gas
Man, I feel like the f*ckin' Mavs, all these niggas keepin' tabs
Like I'm T-pain buy her a drink that booty, brown pussy pink
It's a double play, fifty for the date, a hundred on the dash
Gotta chase the cash, gotta get it to the bag
You can't be my bitch, hell nah
If you ain't shakin' ass, counterfeit
All I got is pills in my f*ckin' bag
You can't hang around me if Youn put belt to ass
Niggas know we spankin' shit, I ain't never snitch
Call me Bobby, shmurda bitch, niggas know I murder shit
Writer: Joseph Royster, Brady Henning, Demetrius Bolden
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid