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zaybang - 200 on the dash كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
huh?
n_gga
i be tryna shoot to k!ll while my n_ggas slidin’
on my mama, n_gga
huh? look

[chorus]
it’s two hundred on the dash, this a fast whip
i give a f_ck about your ex, that n_gga past tense
i love this n_gga baby mama, she a bad b_tch
said he gon’ k!ll me when he catch me up in traffic
me umbrella dropped a six, but i can’t sleep
why would i tell you what i paid? b_tch, these ain’t cheap
and you ain’t even got no strap, we on your street
this n_gga never took no trip, you got cold feet

[verse 1]
i be tryna shoot to k!ll while my n_ggas slidin’
and we ain’t really know who did it when my n_gga died
i heard you function with them suckers, we on different times
when they was sellin’ drank in gerbers, we was sippin’ lines
you see me jump up in my bag, i got n_ggas sick
this baby eight the only thing i’m finna babysit
he told you he don’t f_ck with zay, but n_ggas want a pic’
she feel like since i got some money, i play hard to get
i swear i had to tell this b_tch like, “ho, this really me”
you probably seen me to the neck, but i was twenty deep
your favorite rapper, he a b_tch, i had him showin’ feet
i swear these n_ggas make me sick, i’m finna quarantine (n_gga)
i’m tired of standin’ on my feet if they ain’t finna pay me
this b_tch ain’t tryna get no money, she just want a baby
if n_gga snitchin’, n_gga snitchin’, ain’t no way to save him
and when we pull up, we got shooters like the f_ckin’ navy
[chorus]
it’s two hundred on the dash, this a fast whip
i give a f_ck about your ex, that n_gga past tense
i love this n_gga baby mama, she a bad b_tch
said he gon’ k!ll me when he catch me up in traffic
me umbrella dropped a six, but i can’t sleep
why would i tell you what i paid? b_tch, these ain’t cheap
and you ain’t even got no strap, we on your street
this n_gga never took no trip, you got cold feet

[verse 2]
i threw my piece up on the cuban, let him see me dance
another cuban on my wrist, him and carti friends
that red key a h_llcat or i could do the benz
it’s 08 the f_ckin’ family, we don’t do the friends
i like supreme top to bottom, that’s how n_ggas comin’
five hundred thousand dollars later, i can’t [?] for nothin’
see, i just left up out they ‘jects, b_tch, this jag’ runnin’
and i ain’t tryna take no trip unless this bag comin’
see, i’d never say no names ’cause these n_ggas know
i heard they broke up in they feelings, they can’t up the score
this five thousand all blues, i did another show
i see you lovin’ on that b_tch, she’s just another ho
and she be tryna give me percs so i could beat it down
if you ain’t trippin’ with your strap, then you can’t come around
if you don’t see me in the city, b_tch, i’m in the town
and tell that n_gga stand up so we could sit him down
[chorus]
it’s two hundred on the dash, this a fast whip
i give a f_ck about your ex, that n_gga past tense
i love this n_gga baby mama, she a bad b_tch
said he gon’ k!ll me when he catch me up in traffic
me umbrella dropped a six, but i can’t sleep
why would i tell you what i paid? b_tch, these ain’t cheap
and you ain’t even got no strap, we on your street
this n_gga never took no trip, you got cold feet (ayy, b_tch n_gga)

- zaybang

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