1900 DASH! lyrics

[Intro]
Get that n*gga cut like bread
Can't think straight, b*tch I'm f*cked in the head
Huh, we take that boy sh*t b*tch n*gga we left em on read
Ya'll just be talking ain't talking bout TED

b*tch I'm finna go this Hellcat red
He ain't dropping the lo. but he want EST to be dead
1900 dash, the scene were I fled
Me and Luh Gutz! in the studio set-

(Ok is the hardest, I swear to God)
(Faint got this b*tch chopping)
(We gon be ok)

Yah, hrr

[Chorus]
Uh, young n*gga ain't bout that sh*t that he talkin' bout
Me and Gutz! putting bad b*tches in timeout
f*ck 'Neptunez!' what the f*ck is you talm bout
Had to break thе code these b*tchеs be mine now
n*gga keep doing that internet dissin' I'll take out yo Wi-Fi
Gutz! gone put on a show wit a Glock-19, do a muh'f*ckin drive-by

[Verse 1: dtay59]
Get that n*gga cut like bread
Can't think straight, b*tch I'm f*cked in the head
Hrr, we take that boy sh*t b*tch n*gga we left em on read
Ya'll just be talking ain't talking bout TED
b*tch I'm finna go this Hellcat red
He ain't dropping the lo. but he want EST to be dead
1900 dash, the scene were I fled
Me and Luh Gutz! in the studio set

[Verse 2: dtay59]
Huh, can't f*ck these b*tches, these b*tches f*ck us
There ain't no b*tch that I trust
Gun that boy down, EST that's a must
I'm in the stu' wit Luh Gutz!

[GMP] Loaded that n*gga a bum
Keep talkin' that sh*t, we gon cut off yo tongue
Jupiter! come wit that .9 and you done
Discord call, that server get spun, n*gga (EST)

[Verse 3: Gutz!]
I jump out the roof n*gga (Jump the roof)
I f*ck up the roof n*gga
I been f*cking up the roof for yo crib like I eat Captain Crunch
b*tch let me beat you f*cking skins ho' I'm trynna hunch

Hold on, hold on, hold on
He wanna hit her I'll beat her to the [?]
I can't f*ck wit' twelve everyday I'm skipping lunch
Ain't sh*t sweeter than a bar n*gga this ain't crunch
Hold on, pull on yo b*tch and then get in her guts like [?] and crunches
[?] needs some promo n*gga we pull up and sell at the function

[Chorus]
Uh, young n*gga ain't bout that sh*t that he talkin' bout
Me and Gutz! putting bad b*tches in timeout
f*ck Neptunez! what the f*ck is you talm bout
Had to break the code these b*tches be mine now
n*gga keep doing that internet dissin' I'll take out yo Wi-Fi
Gutz! gone put on a show wit a Glock-19, do a muh'f*ckin drive-by

[Verse 4: dtay59]
Can't tell me nun' I already took defeat
n*gga, Ion do rap beef stop speaking on EST
Receive whatchu diss out, b*tch I'm elite
Head shot, red dot you ain't talkin' bout me

Huh, can't f*ck these b*tches these b*tches for the streets
Spyro b*tch my mouth shoot fire when I speak
You ain't stepping with us if you ain't EST
Lemme see if I got the receipts

[Verse 5: dtay59]
EST banging my shooter on go
Huh, Jupiter! gon' take ya hoe
Babysantana ain't none b*tch I'm dope
Left man, right man in the middle shoot both
Why the f*ck is he laughing, ain't cracking no joke
OBL dead, how I left all my bros
Heard he talking crazy put his head in the snow
But this how it go, go

[Verse 6: dtay5]
Huh, dumb ass n*gga really died wit' a handgun
Wrap his ass up put his head in a manbun
We in the stu' flowin' loud like a tantrum
I ain't did sh*t, twelve can't even say nun'

Cyberpunk b*tch hit his ass wit' a ray gun
Yeen did sh*t stop saying that you sprayed sum
I'm the lab b*tch I don't use FL
Throw that boy in the pond then we wish him well

[Outro]
Well, f*ck these n*ggas talm bout?
You a b*tch n*gga, stop f*cking dissing, f*ck wrong witchu?