Digital Dash

My dope in the bushes
 My dope in the bushes
 I know how to cook it
 My bitch good looking
 My bitch good looking
 My bitch good looking
 My dope in the bushes
 I know how to cook it
 Yeah, yeah, yeah
 I did the digital dash
 I fuck your bitch in the passenger
 I give the junky a blast
 I send that dope to your momma tho
 Out in the streets like thermometers
 You rats will never be honorable
 They know I'mma kid of my word
 A hustler the first to the first
 These bitches be naggin the kid
 They get on my motherfucking nerves
 I showed her my racks and they love me
 I'm smokin' that pack on muddy
 Taliban on these hoes
 Give a Xan to these hoes
 Got em playing with they nose
 I sleep on the beach off the avenue
 I came to your city with revenue
 I put in work it was evident
 I slide on your ass in the 7 deuce
 Come back on your bitch in a 6-trey
 Chevy, Mercedes I keep em' comin'
 Fuck all these bitches I keep em' comin'
 I pull up right now I'm parallel
 I hit your block with them swangers
 My niggas ain't nothin' but some bangers
 I sit in the trap with the gangsters
 You don't come around here cause its dangerous
 I be hangin' around here and I'm famous
 Gotta keep the trigger by my finger
 Hit her sideways when I banged her
 In the driveway on a perc
 I was sideways on a perc
 Had a stick on me, thats a first
 Got your bitch on me gettin' murked
 I post up and thats confident
 I boast up in a drop 6
 Gotta Ghost Royce and I pop shit
 I'm a dope boy with that cock trip
 I came in the game I had crack on me
 Got big with my bag with some Act on me
 I'm single and shit and she lash on me
 I told em' I'm back on my bachelor
 I get focused on millions and everything
 I just took me a trip out to Africa
 See how we came from the mud and the bottom, we did it
 I see how they countin' this out
 Bet they ain't never gonna do it again
 You see why these niggas be hatin', ignorin, I'm goin' right in
 I was born to get this money in this life of sin
 I bought up before they got my dog on murder again
 See the fire come out the ass on the Lamborghini
 When you say you love a nigga do you really mean it
 When I was sleepin' on the floor you shoulda seen how they treat me
 I pour the Actavis and pop pills so I can fight the demons
 I did the digital dash
 I fuck the bitch in the passenger
 I give the junky a blast
 I send that dope to lil mama
 You rats will never be honorable
 They know I'mma kid of my word
 A hustler the first to the first
 These bitches be nagging the kid
 Fuck it, it is what it is, if you get hit you get hit
 I don't forget or forgive
 Told myself never again, I don't let nobody in
 Super just showed out again
 And we just keep servin' and servin' again
 And again and again and again
 I move the game up, I'm reckless
 I'm Harlem shaking through the pressure
 I might put Diddy on my next shit
 I might could fit you in on a Wednesday
 I'm not here for no pretend shit
 Just walked in with a girl that's making triple what I'm making, what an entrance
 That's when you know its a body
 Zone 6, they know it's a body
 Kirkwood, they know it's a body
 Lil Mexico know it's a body
 Scooter in here with the zombies
 Gucci get out it's a problem
 I might take Quentin to Follies
 You hate your life, just be honest
 I got the digital dash
 She want a picture with all of my niggas that just made the visual last
 But she too embarrassed to ask
 I got my foot on their neck and my foot on the gas
 You remind me of a quarterback, that shit is all in the past
 Esco and Boomin they got it on smash
 And I got the, I got the, I got the, I got the, I
 I did the digital dash
 I fuck the bitch on the passenger
 I give the junky a blast