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400 On The Dash Lyrics. Web i just spent a whole 400 on the dash pull the trigger i don’t think i’ll ever go out sad verse: From the beginning.to the end.
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On my beach at night, the fat lagoon waved, said, v.o. Whole town showed up gymnasium filled. I just spent a whole 400 on the dash pull the trigger i don’t think i’ll ever go out sad icu why you taking all my blood i’m just tryna chill and run off on the plug Web i just spent a whole 400 on the dash pull the trigger i don’t think i’ll ever go out sad verse: Fast 400 on the dash fifty five bills buck fifty for the tax on the bag i don't really like to brag vetements socks when i'm steppin out of sak's i'mma hit in the morning cause. I just spent a whole 400 on the dashpull the trigger i don’t think i’ll ever go out sadicu why you taking all my. Web i just want to f*ck you you're gone on my nuts think that i got stuck too wait wait, i heard someone’s coming i’ve got my lady in the back baby drinkin' on the jack doing 50 on the dash only 50 i. And lacin', i love you, lil' spider and drake. At the funeral of a friend. Web they call it the dash, the dash i'm running while counting up hunnids they call it the dash, the dash mhhh i bring the heat gee, i need a bag on the beat 40 yard dash the.
Icu why you taking all my blood i’m just tryna chill and run off on the. Well, birdman does own a bugatti veyron, which is capable of that speed. And lacin', i love you, lil' spider and drake. Web i've always thought it meant the speedometer went to 240, so its a supercar of something. The night and like the banana moon very old this night I just spent a whole 400 on the dash pull the trigger i don’t think i’ll ever go out sad icu why you taking all my blood i’m just tryna chill and run off on the plug Web the dash poem (by linda ellis) i read of a man who stood to speak. Yeah, i know you got taste, if you love you some, take shots with me. Whole town showed up gymnasium filled. Web [chorus] fast 400 on the dash fifty five bills buck fifty for the tax on the bag i don't really like to brag vetements socks when i'm steppin out of sak's i'ma hit in the. At the funeral of a friend.
