On My Dash! Lyrics

Yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah, woah

Yeah yeah yeah

Aye

Walk in this shit with matching ice

Get it in till we live lavish, nice

Still got action, looking at red and blue flashing light, cause the

Coupe too fast (let's go!)

Whip got drag

Hating ass can't outdo my stats (yeah, hold on)

Wrist sick

The bling on my wrist like camera flash (yeah, yeah)

She too bad

Pulling up late, I'm still gon' smash (still gon' smash)

I'm gon' slide, six by twenty all on my dash (let's go!)

Coupe got drag

Hating ass can't outdo my stats (hold on, woah)

Wrist sick

The bling on my wrist like camera flash (I said what?!)

She too bad

Pulling up late, I'm still gon' smash (still gon' smash)

I'm gon' slide, six by twenty all on my dash (Dash? Dash? Dash?)

On my dash, walk in the mall, I'mma pay that cash (I'mma pay that cash)

Finna pop them tags, she asked, "How you got guap like that?"

("Like how did you do it?")

Blew these stacks, I ain't even tripping, I'mma get it right back

I don't get mad, I just get in my bag

I was feeling like Drake, I ain't paying no tax (tax)

That's just a joke, huh?

Five thick baddies, I bet they gon' show sum' (yeah)

She make it pop like confetti, I got her the pedi, she just want her toes done (said what?)

I did it all for the team, roll up with the green like the boy tryna smoke sum' (okay)

No dripping, this fit like the ocean (come on)

No missing the hits, I'mma scope one (let's go!)

And no, you can't ride for the free (yeah)

I need the cash, or you'll get the wrath, just like I designer'd my jeans (my jeans)

My digital dash, ain't coming in last, I'm running these laps like a meet (meet, meet)

Lil' mama too bad, she look like a snack, and I'mma go bon appetit (bon appetit)

Don't care if it's fat or petite (yeah)

I can't be living no average life

The passion made the kid just fantasize

Ya can't get big with no sacrifice

Had to switch friends for the proactive type

Walk in this shit with matching ice

I'mma get it in till we live lavish, nice

I got action, looking at red and blue flashing light, cause the

Coupe too fast

Whip got drag

Hating ass can't outdo my stats (yeah, hold on)

Wrist sick

The bling on my wrist like camera flash (yeah, yeah)

She too bad

Pulling up late, I'm still gon' smash (still gon' smash)

I'm gon' slide, six by twenty all on my dash (let's go!)

Coupe got drag

Hating ass can't outdo my stats (hold on, woah)

Wrist sick

The bling on my wrist like camera flash (I said what?!)

She too bad

Pulling up late, I'm still gon' smash (still gon' smash)

I'm gon' slide, six by twenty all on my dash

Yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah, woah

Yeah yeah yeah

Six by twenty all on my dash