almighty.Cns - Do the dash (Outta CNTRL) (feat. JustynSpeaks) [Remix] Lyrics

Throwing stones at my feet, it feel like pebbles
I never needed EDD, to feel special
He told you he was gon' slap you and you let him
If it was me, I would've popped him like some kettle
You're a bum with a gun, you're not a devil
If dick riding was a sport, you need a medal
I'm so in love with your bitch, she's such a rebel
She talkin' bout puttin' in her face like some freckles
Do the dash up on the whip, yeah, I'm outta control
Heavy metal on my hip if he rock then we roll
Do the dash up on the whip, yeah, I'm outta control
Heavy metal on my hip if he rock then we roll
Do the dash up on the whip, yeah, I'm outta control
Heavy metal on my hip if he rock then we roll
Do the dash up on the whip, yeah, I'm outta control
Heavy metal on my hip if he rock then we roll
Do the dash up on the whip
Do the dash up on the whip, yeah, I'm outta control
Heavy metal on my hip
Heavy metal on my hip if he rock then we roll
Do the dash up on the whip
Do the dash up on the whip, yeah, I'm outta control
Heavy metal on my hip
Heavy metal on my hip if he rock then we roll
Ten racks for myself and four for my bitch
Spirits never die in Angelic Demons, yeah, that's on my fit
You was turnin' down Fades, how they let you crip
No feelings with the Nina, when I shoot it, I don't miss
When I'm outside with the wolves, niggas get afraid
And when I'm outside with a bitch, that mean I'm gettin' paid
You was special ED, then you went and joined a gang
That let me know you ain't too good at decidin' things
I f*ck his bitch, he kinda mad, I can see the aggression
She chose me, don't be mad, cause I won an election
I had her squirting and leg shaking, she thought it was heaven
I don't talk, I'm not messy, I'm CR7
When I touched my first thousand, I bought me a weapon
He DM me, I showed a K, he unsendin' his message
Me and my niggas double R, we rich and we reckless
When it come to the feds, we ain't answering questions
Throwing stones at my feet, it feel like pebbles
I never needed EDD to feel special
He told you he was gon' slap you, and you let him
If it was me, I would've popped him like some kettle
You're a bum with a gun, you're not a devil
If dick riding was a sport, you need a medal
I'm so in love with your bitch, she's such a rebel
She talk about put it in her face like some freckles
I don't gotta spend five bands on a fit
I put that shit on just wearin' my cousin's shit
Don't run up on me, I ain't easy lick
Two woods in, boy, I'm high as shit
I thought I could throw you the lob, she easy a bitch
Nigga, look, when I'm wearin' admire the drip
If I ain't nut her after you suck it, then go ahead and call your Lyft
St. John's, but you still can't touch six
That's the same bitch that was cryin' about the dick
Don't blame me, cause her best friend wanna hit
Do my remble when I gas up, or when I f*ck your bitch
He a lame, caught him on the gram, he don't change fits
Speaks, do you trust me? Not at all
If you ain't touchin' no pape, why'd you call
He a lame tryna make it out by playing ball
Do the dash up on the whip, yeah, I'm outta control
Heavy metal on my hip if he rock then we roll
Do the dash up on the whip, yeah, I'm outta control
Heavy metal on my hip if he rock then we roll
Do the dash up on the whip, yeah, I'm outta control
Heavy metal on my hip if he rock then we roll
Do the dash up on the whip, yeah, I'm outta control
Heavy metal on my hip if he rock then we roll