Dash

Lyrics

Duffle bags full of cash, got it poppin my big ass Gotta spend it on what I want, I ain't got a plan, Money stacked, count the racks, dollar bills, save some back, I ain't playing for the short game, I gotta stay stacked, Bust it down while we boating off the coast, Thailand, or big island, living it up the most, Smoking on the beach, my life is a dream You can make a movie of it, just set the scene White sand, mountains, water as far as you can see, Locals feed me grapes, while I'm chilling in the breeze Your girl stayed booked, stay busy, stay fly Not a dry seat in the house, I'm so high On the charts, in life, in the books, in the sky You can call me "that bitch" until I die! [Hook] DASH, DASH — I ain’t goin’ home Passport stamped, but I’m still in my zone Too fine, too paid, too booked, too bad If the trip got a checkout, tell ’em cancel that DASH, DASH — let me stay another night I’m that bitch, baby, everything’s right Tan lines, champagne, feet in the sand It's where I'm meant to be, in my trap, I stand [Verse 2] They call me Money bags, money on the track She rapping for a brag, she rapping for a check She call it like she sees it, can't stop her bold And her flow so sick, they get a second hand cold Shopping spree, flow stay lean, yacht in the slip, private chef on the team, Go and get a bottle of your favorite liquor Cause you're girl run a block, her beats run sicker We popping bottles - serving runway models Lost in the game - but her mouth full throttle Dash on em now and serve them up a hit Go and run it baby, gonna shake that shit! [Hook] DASH, DASH — I ain’t goin’ home Passport stamped, but I’m still in my zone Too fine, too paid, too booked, too bad If the trip got a checkout, tell ’em cancel that DASH, DASH — let me stay another night I’m that bitch, baby, everything’s right Tan lines, champagne, feet in the sand It's where I'm meant to be, in my trap, I stand [Instrumental interlude] [Bridge] DASH— I’m extended, no cap If it’s paradise, baby, I’m attached to that Whole crew know when I walk in the spot— I don’t chase the vibe, bitch, I AM the hot spot Private Island - Bitch stay Wylin She can't back down, her hits too timing Private Jet - packed and set She can't be held back, she's dashing, Bet [Hook] DASH, DASH — I ain’t goin’ home Passport stamped, but I’m still in my zone Too fine, too paid, too booked, too bad If the trip got a checkout, tell ’em cancel that DASH, DASH — let me stay another night I’m that bitch, baby, everything’s right Tan lines, champagne, feet in the sand It's where I'm meant to be, in my trap, I stand DASH, DASH — I ain’t goin’ home Passport stamped, but I’m still in my zone Too fine, too paid, too booked, too bad If the trip got a checkout, tell ’em cancel that DASH, DASH — let me stay another night I’m that bitch, baby, everything’s right Tan lines, champagne, feet in the sand It's where I'm meant to be, in my trap, I stand [Dance break]