intro
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
I told dat nigga ill get that pop star
Ah if she fine i'll fuck her
And I spend a lot of caca
chorus
I'm on the dash, I'm on the highway, whoa
Flying through Cuba like huh
Hangin' out the window, spraying ohh
I do the dash on these niggas, ohh
I'm counting cash on 'em, whoa whoa
I'm smokin' 'dro, I'm pourin' lean, ohh
verse
I'm poppin' tags, he poppin' tags
I drive the Rover like Denali, no exaggeration
Diamonds dancin' on my faces, [?]
I just whipped the coupe, the Bentley like I'm on a banshee
Doin' a donut out of Magic, 360 man
I'm poppin' tags, I drop a lil' cash, two fifty, man
Freebandz nigga, known to fuckin' get it, man
Sippin' this, sippin' this gold rose
Whippin' the coupe like a wide body
Hangin' out the window like "why, why"
Lettin' in off from the other side
I whip the whip from the other side
I hit the scene like a homicide
chorus
I'm on the dash, I'm on the highway, whoa
Flying through Cuba like huh
Hangin' out the window, spraying ohh
I do the dash on these niggas, ohh
chorus
I'm counting cash on 'em, whoa whoa
I'm smokin' 'dro, I'm pourin' lean, ohh
I break the bank, I blow the bank, wha
verse
Future ride Bentley coupe
Young Scooter ride Bentley coupe
We do the shit that bosses do
No rap, I'm worth a mil or two
And I pull up and embarrass you
Real diamonds 'round my neck
I'm smashing on you broke hoes
bridge
Black Amigo gang, we love to count up
BM, FBG, we blood brothers
500 in my blunt, that's how I roll up
Blowin' fifty in the club when we turn up
chorus
I'm on the dash, I'm on the highway, whoa
Flying through Cuba like huh
Hangin' out the window, spraying ohh
I do the dash on these niggas, ohh
I'm counting cash on 'em, whoa whoa
I'm smokin' 'dro, I'm pourin' lean, ohh
I break the bank, I blow the bank, wha
Writer(s): Nayvadius Wilburn, Xavier L. Dotson, Kenneth Bailey