Dash lyrics

[Intro: YBN Nahmir]
I do my thing, then I dash
Ooh, movin' through traffic
That beat with the Heatmaka

[Chorus: YBN Nahmir]
Ayy, hop out, do my thing, then I dash (Yeah)
Ooh, movin’ through traffic (Skrrt)
Shoot a f*ck boy in his face, then I dash (Yeah)
Poof, n*gga I know magic (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: YBN Nahmir]
Last night my n*gga caught a case (Hey)
Don't worry 'bout it n*gga, I’m on my way (Way)
Just got off the phone with my lawyer (Skrrt)
I ain't broke, n*gga you a f*ckin' liar (Yeah, yeah)
Uh-ooh, you got b*tches, ayy-ayy, let 'em in, ayy-ayy
It's a jungle, oh-oh, YBN, ayy, gang
Set trippin', yuh-yuh, give no f*cks, yuh-yuh
AN1, yuh-yuh, get them bucks, yuh-yuh

[Chorus: YBN Nahmir]
Hop out, do my thing, then I dash (Yeah)
Ooh, movin' through traffic (Skrrt)
Shoot a f*ck boy in his face, then I dash (Yeah)
Poof, n*gga I know magic (Yeah)
Hop out, do my thing, then I dash (Yeah)
Ooh, movin' through traffic (Skrrt)
Shoot a f*ck boy in his face, then I dash (Yeah)
Poof, n*gga I know magic
[Verse 2: Lil Skies]
Hold up, n*gga, we’ll let you have it
He say hе wants the smoke with me (Mе), that boy a maverick
My diamonds hit like Wolverine (’Rine), your diamonds plastic
Tryna snatch it then you see a beam (Beam), he like, "What happened?"
I'm a boss n*gga, I run my whole gang (Gang)
All of my n*ggas rich (Rich), yo’ n*ggas no names
Yo' money counterfeit, you play with penny change (Change)
It's Skies and YBN, we walk in and buy everything, straight cash

[Chorus: YBN Nahmir]
Hop out, do my thing, then I dash (Yeah)
Ooh, movin' through traffic (Skrrt)
Shoot a f*ck boy in his face, then I dash (Yeah)
Poof, n*gga I know magic (Yeah)
Hop out, do my thing, then I dash (Yeah)
Ooh, movin’ through traffic (Skrrt)
Shoot a f*ck boy in his face, then I dash (Yeah)
Poof, n*gga I know magic

[Verse 3: Lil Marka]
Hold up, walk in the car with the hundred [?]
Damn your girl I hit, f*cking slick
Pop out with them breasts
There you go, long rest (Yeah), lil' b*tch
Got [?], flex
I'm the sh*t, [?]
Gave me a lot of f*cking stress
sh*t, I just did the f*cking dash (Yeah)
[Chorus: YBN Nahmir]
Yeah, hop out, do my thing, then I dash (Yeah)
Ooh, movin' through traffic (Skrrt)
Shoot a f*ck boy in his face, then I dash (Yeah)
Poof, n*gga I know magic (Yeah)
Hop out, do my thing, then I dash (Yeah)
Ooh, movin' through traffic (Skrrt)
Shoot a f*ck boy in his face, then I dash (Yeah)
Poof, n*gga I know magic (Yeah, yeah)