Lyrics DASH! - Lil Core

Dash, dash, dash, dash
Fuck the hoes, fuck the niggas, fuck the licks
Niggas, talkin' 'bout killin', what you know about cars?
What you know about that? I'm takin' pink slips
I think I'm in the mood for more cash

Niggas, talkin' 'bout gettin' money
So I'ma show them how to get it done
Benz, SRT, who gettin' money?
I get it in every week

Black on black, tinted
Chrome wheels with the red paint
Me & my gang, we racin' to the bank
Pew, pew

All this fuckin' money, I forget the sound it make
Race with me, give or take
Hear me scream, fuck the law
80 on the dash, just a joy ride to me

If you lose your whip or shit
Better know it's your defeat
These niggas stayin' killin' me
With all this killin', ayy, right

I don't gotta shoot shit, I can call a homie
If you lookin', when she see me whip my shit
She be like, damn, I see you cookin'
Dash, dash, dash, dash

Fuck the hoes, fuck the niggas, fuck the licks
Niggas, talkin' 'bout killin', what you know about cars?
What you know about that? I'm takin' pink slips
I think I'm in the mood for more cash

Niggas, talkin' 'bout gettin' money
So I'ma show them how to get it done
Benz, SRT, who gettin' money?
I get it every week

Black on black, tinted
Chrome wheels with the red paint
Me & my gang, we racin' to the bank
Pew, pew

All this fuckin' money, I forget the sound it make
I be givin' niggas dust, I be givin' niggas smoke
I be hittin' 180 on the highway, highway
I might put out the Benz on a Friday, Friday

When it come to racin' on the street, I have it my way
New car, full tank, fast pace
When you in the race with me
Better not be in last place