"Dashboard" lyrics
(feat. VVSNCE)
You bleed like I bleed, but that don't make you better
It's rainin' outside the Rolls Royce, you know it came wit' umbrellas
I done did some shit I can't take back, you know I hate myself
I done pushed the metal to the floor, I feel like this brake can't help, ayy
His foot on the gas, fuck around, do the whole dashboard, yeah
Pretty wit' ass, beat a hoe up if she asked for it, yeah
I brought the cash, duffled up, Louis V bag, boy
Mike Lowrey wit' the hoes, like Will Smith, I'm a bad boy
I just left [?] spent a lotta money on dimes
If she ain't got no AP on, you know the bitch ain't mine
Kissin' on my toes, on my neck, all on my back
Jeans cover my waistline, my thumb cover my crack
I'm tryna give you my whole spine, baby, if you got my back
Where were you when I was down bad on my dick, sittin' on my ass?
Nowhere to be found, yeah
I tried to throw the towel in, she was outta bounds, yeah
And you did me like that
I don't really know what it feel like to be in love
Drunk intoxicated, your love, it feel like a drug
This shit on the floor, I been lyin' like I'm a rug
He just tried to [?]
You bleed like I bleed, but that don't make you better
It's rainin' outside the Rolls Royce, you know it came wit' umbrellas
I done did some shit I can't take back, you know I hate myself
I done pushed the metal to the floor, I feel like this brake can't help, ayy
His foot on the gas, fuck around, do the whole dashboard, yeah
Pretty wit' ass, beat a hoe up if she asked for it, yeah
I brought the cash, duffled up, Louis V bag, boy
Mike Lowrey wit' the hoes, like Will Smith, I'm a bad boy
His foot on the gas, fuck around, do the whole dashboard, yeah
Pretty wit' ass, beat a hoe up if she asked for it, yeah
I brought the cash, duffled up, Louis V bag, boy
Mike Lowrey wit' the hoes, like Will Smith, I'm a bad boy
I just left [?] spent a lotta money on dimes
If she ain't got no AP on, you know the bitch ain't mine
I just left [?] spent a lotta money on dimes
If she ain't got no AP on, you know the bitch ain't mine
It's rainin' outside the Rolls Royce, you know it came wit' umbrellas
I done did some shit I can't take back, you know I hate myself
I done pushed the metal to the floor, I feel like this brake can't help, ayy
His foot on the gas, fuck around, do the whole dashboard, yeah
Pretty wit' ass, beat a hoe up if she asked for it, yeah
I brought the cash, duffled up, Louis V bag, boy
Mike Lowrey wit' the hoes, like Will Smith, I'm a bad boy
I just left [?] spent a lotta money on dimes
If she ain't got no AP on, you know the bitch ain't mine
Kissin' on my toes, on my neck, all on my back
Jeans cover my waistline, my thumb cover my crack
I'm tryna give you my whole spine, baby, if you got my back
Where were you when I was down bad on my dick, sittin' on my ass?
Nowhere to be found, yeah
I tried to throw the towel in, she was outta bounds, yeah
And you did me like that
I don't really know what it feel like to be in love
Drunk intoxicated, your love, it feel like a drug
This shit on the floor, I been lyin' like I'm a rug
He just tried to [?]
You bleed like I bleed, but that don't make you better
It's rainin' outside the Rolls Royce, you know it came wit' umbrellas
I done did some shit I can't take back, you know I hate myself
I done pushed the metal to the floor, I feel like this brake can't help, ayy
His foot on the gas, fuck around, do the whole dashboard, yeah
Pretty wit' ass, beat a hoe up if she asked for it, yeah
I brought the cash, duffled up, Louis V bag, boy
Mike Lowrey wit' the hoes, like Will Smith, I'm a bad boy
His foot on the gas, fuck around, do the whole dashboard, yeah
Pretty wit' ass, beat a hoe up if she asked for it, yeah
I brought the cash, duffled up, Louis V bag, boy
Mike Lowrey wit' the hoes, like Will Smith, I'm a bad boy
I just left [?] spent a lotta money on dimes
If she ain't got no AP on, you know the bitch ain't mine
I just left [?] spent a lotta money on dimes
If she ain't got no AP on, you know the bitch ain't mine
