Lyrics

Shawty bad say she wanna do a dance wit me

I be moving fast so there ain’t no body passing me

I was sad when my ex she wouldn’t Answer me

Now I’m finna spaz and I ain’t gon do it

bashfully

Actually getting cash do it casually

And that lil shorty getting smashed till she fast asleep

240 on the dash now we passing weed

Them big bags like it’s fashion week



My bitch bad told me put me in a mansion please

I’m boutta get it but for now I’ll take the Master suit

They can tell I’m getting better every passing week

I’m getting money like I’m Masta P

Just Pass the beat

It’s funny how these niggas keep harassing me

I’m Boutta blow I don’t know why you keep on asking me

I had to go I had to go and paint masta piece

My bitch bad and her ass a peach

Just ash the piece

Look



Shawty bad say she wanna do a dance wit me

I be moving fast so there ain’t no body passing me

I was sad when my ex she wouldn’t answer me

Now I’m finna spaz and I ain’t gon do it

bashfully

Actually getting cash do it casually

And that lil shorty getting smashed till she fast asleep

240 on the dash now we passing weed

Them big bags like it’s fashion weed



Shawty bad say she wanna come and crash wit me

I be moving fast so there ain’t nobody fast as me

I was trapped but she keep on coming back to me

Yeah she got that bomb and she keep it like the facts I speak

Rap wit me getting racks ain’t no cap ya see yeah that lil shawty shakin ass let me smash for free

240 blowing gas I’m geeked n fill my duffel up wit bags of weed

Lets get it

I’m way too faded I’m worried I might be missin shit

I left the blunt inside the whip in case I need a hit

I let my mama pack my lunch yeah I been eatin big

It’s too much drama in my life man I don’t need a bitch

The fuckin truth is I’m winning I like to score a lot

Rock bottom been keeping me on my toes a lot

All these phonies keep rappin but they don’t really rock

I’m cutting up like a demon I’m really Sweeney Todd

All these bitches wanna rock they wanna party go insane

And I’m poppin like I’m carti so they prolly know my name

Beat be choppin like a Harley you be hardly in my lane

You to small n I just haul off wit my dame like



Shawty bad say she wanna do a dance wit me

I be moving fast so there ain’t no body passing me

I was sad when my ex she wouldn’t answer me

Now I’m finna spaz and I ain’t gon do it

bashfully

Actually getting cash do it casually

And that lil shorty getting smashed till she fast asleep

240 on the dash now we passing weed

Them big bags like it’s fashion week