Lyrics DASH ON 12 (feat. AJ) - Vino

Uh huh, yeah
You, you, let's go let's go
Let's, let's, let's go

Ay, Vino, uh huh
Let's go, I'm back
Boy I got gas in it
I do the dash on 12

Boy I got gas in it
I do the dash on 12
Boy I got gas in it
I do the dash on 12

Boy I got gas in it
I do the dash on 12
Boy I got gas in it

I do the dash on 12
Boy I got gas in it
I do the dash on 12

Boy I got gas in it
I do the dash on 12
Boy I got gas in it
I do the dash on 12

Boy I got gas in it
I do the dash on 12
Boy I got gas in it
Let's go, maybe y'all feel like I'm really finna kill him

I'm really feeling on the ceiling
I told you I murdered a boy, okay
Y'all want the lyrical shit, but told you indigo, okay
But she said she got a swisher like sushi

When you break em
Cujo, I'm a dog, but I told you murdered him
She said you the one in the booth
And I told you I'm gon' swerve on him

She said got the gas in the coupe
And I told you I'ma drive on him
She said you like logic in the booth
Boy you gon' swerve on him

Okay, okay, you lost your fucking mind
I'm in the blinds, okay
She said you really murdered him
I swerve, okay

Like I'm swerving, I'm curving all on that block
I told you she keep talking to me
Y'all press the button and block ok
She better leave me alone

But I told her spraying on cologne
Told you I feel like, Post Malone
And I'm in the booth and I murder that
Curving that pussy, told her I'm gone' thrash in that

You said you the man hold on man
I've been on passing that
Okay, okay, okay
You lost your head, I need bread

I told you man, I'm fed
Cause imma get a big stomach on them
I told him I'ma eat it all so I gotta
Play it all on nem

Feel like Lucas, I told you Joyner
Lucas all on them
Boy, I got gas in it
I do the dash on 12
Boy, I got gas in it

I do the dash on 12
Boy, I got gas in it

I do the dash on 12
Boy, I got gas in it
I do the dash on to it

Boy, I got gas in it
I do the dash on 12 aye let's go
Kickin' your motherfuckin' door
Fuckin' a whore, committin' crimes cuz you bored

Knock the mothafucka out, with a 2 By 4
All that shit, so they get real quick, shootin' a motherfuckin' snitch
Then fuck his bitch, that's a Beloit I knew growin' up
Wonder if I could find love, I did but

The next county overthrew her on guardian shit
I didn't misspell, I really meant shit, but the state
Goes easy on crackheads and methheads
It's bullshit, I really mean it's bullshit

Oh shit, methheads stole my converter
Let me grab the burner
Get the fuck away from my car, motherfucker
Get the fuck away from my car

Yeah, you better be running
You better be running
Motherfucker
He did him drastically, wrapped him all in plastic

Okay, okay, you got him my own way
Boy, I got gas in it
I do the dash on 12
Boy, I got gas in it

I do the dash on 12
Boy, I got gas in it
I do the dash on 12
Boy, I got gas in it

Boy, I got gas in it
I do the dash on 12
Boy, I got gas in it
I do the dash on 12

Boy, I got gas in it
Boy, I got gas in it
I do the dash on 12