Lyrics:
Radio static
Like dots and dashes
Call to me
Who am I to say no to such a kind world?
Who am I to say no?
It’s who you know
It’s who you know
Itch
dashes
I'm hurting your feelings while bragging
My bitch own lashes and fashion
We keeping the money established
If you run up on me ima blast it
These
up the dashes
It’s rep so for the set tho nigga
Don’t trip when they mention
Big dawg for link
Big dawg when we speak
Heavy motor for gas
crusin'
on the parking lots at the shopping malls
Scanning those dashes, those mirrors and visors,
the little detectors that ruin it all
Johnny got one
mustache
Shorty gave la face jezebel was just an outkast
These stacey dashes they be clueless for real
Niggas busting until the chamberlain she stuck in they
the dashes
I told my teacher I don’t give a fuck
Fuck all them classes
Best believe when I hit 704
I make it happen
Remember when niggas was bummy as hell
the sinking feeling
Sketch with lines and dashes
Memory filled with lapses
Ghosts will tell themselves
I did it for the thrill
Crueler words from kind tongues
roared loud
and in the mad crowd
Wounded and blanking lay.
Up goes a shout
a horse dashes out
out from the rank so blue
Blanked away to where Joe blanked
the margins
No!
Only crude and caustic lines scatter the pages
Slashes and dashes
Words
Paragraphs
Pages
Entire chapters blacked out
Redacted by some
10PM
You niggas is civilians that wonder why the chef feeds him
The kitchen close
Different bitches know
Dashes digital
On some bullshit but she pigeon
disbands and dashes
Still the ghost of your ghost out of the corner of my eye
The shapes of our senses both share the same sky
Restless injustice be my
Dashe
Lupo vuole la luna
Cuore batte consuma
L’ho messo da parte fra
Come quegli infami la, come quella bitcha la
Quanti sbagli ho fatto ma son fatto così
Interstates, running down the powerlines
Yellow dashes disappear like space and time
Chasing horizons into the setting sun
Dashboard lights coloring
dashes
Coz baby you don't listen to the gossip
And you well dressed
Traditional attire but you ain't a witch doctor ay
standwa Sam
Bring your uncles
One dash of pepper, two dashes salt
A rosewood chianti while the chickens out to thaw
Oil in the pan begins to pop and sigh
I've got a recipe you
one go
One go
Doing, Doing, Doing, Doing
Doing this like unfinished business
I’m going Kim when this car dashes again
Where do you kick it
Well your far
(Vein)
Fenty with dashes of dirt novacane
I go insane, rollie plain jane (Bust it)
Copped it off instagram ads drippin’ rain
Slide to the left, I’m not
sunsets
You ain't gotta ask twice, you know what comes next
Have you yellin' out Mike, that's a funk flex
Dashé
Avoid the court order
Dis the Judged due
To my mental status and disorder
Never get caught
Spin from car crashes
Dead Air Fresheners
Swing over the dashes
your block with automatics
They called me a bastard now when they see me I'm up in them digital dashes
I was skipping them classes needed it faster I
got that booty fillet'd, she got that booty fillet'd, living within it all-day
Always gon get it my way, please do not get in my way
Digital dashes, I'm
Murderers, betrayers...
Of everyone with a goddamned soul
My blade dashes down to the block
Last seconds to live for this Jock
First strike only smashes
put my head backwards
White chick with me she an actress
When the bag full when the bag full
When it's empty she an athlete coz she doin dashes like
my vein (Vein)
Fenty with dashes of dirt novacane
I go insane, rollie plain jane (Bust it)
Copped it off instagram ads drippin' rain
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