Dot-Da-God - Sundance (feat. 4caj7)

What's the rundown couple chips for the say so
Said I'm trapped in her mind
So she want me when the sundown
Tryna slide threw got to lay low
Out of line got to look her in the eyes
This what we come to no reflection from the sunroof
Out of sight out of mind
Till I buss and make the gun choose
Loft out of bounds with the sun view
Opening the blinds boy you got to let the sun threw
God in the making
Never seen a star come aboard I'm amazing
I don't need the law I got the rights to salvation
hold these testis Tryna test thee equation
No joke still a big tote wasting time
Heard her changing up her mind make you bitch more
Summer time lines to the friend zone
Lost in Ya ways couldn't get home
Big chrome rectify set a soul straight
Let dem bullets go and mingle catch a soulmate
Rotate center of the club watch it pulsate
Took a trip left her mans bumping Cold Play
No way warm pussy on a cold plate
Told me daddy go and watch it's a showcase
Bold fate break that pussy down till the sunrise
Asked me why you pulling out
Girl we got to let the gun fly
We left the gun fly
I look up in the sky curious like who am I
Same nigga lifting up Ya bitch without no pick up line
Sundress got her booty working for me over time
I'm from Sirius I'm serious
She cool we be vibing but this dick make her delirious
She can't let me go and this attachment is mysterious
Got a new attachment on the Glock
It left some fear in him
Don't you ever lack up on yo rhymes
This shit be curing em
Ego taking over me soul be reaching higher me
Why the fuck you lie to me
Remember times switching hoes with bro
He was trading me world be steady slaving me
Profit off my suffering
I be in this zone all alone they think I'm cocky
Plug be on the way i text him ASAP like he Rocky
They could try
I promise they won't shake him out his body
They won't shake They won't shake
What's the rundown couple chips for the say so
Said I'm trapped in her mind
So she want me when the sundown
Tryna slide threw got to lay low
Out of line got to look her in the eyes
This what we come to no reflection from the sunroof
Out of sight out of mind
Till I buss and make the gun choose
Loft out of bounds with the Sunview
Opening the blinds boy you got to let the sun threw
Tell me is it lust or its love did you mean it
Told me threw my eyes coincide with her demons
Couldn't sympathize bitch my heart took the cynic
I don't just arrive I decent there's a meaning
Sunflowers on the transport
Packing board's in the V like a Jan sport
Airline got them bitches racing to the clear port
Separated leave dem basics that you care for
Sundress Sundance make that ass clap
I ain't holding on the gun but my mans clap
Rinsed pack niggas catch a surge make me switch that
Recognize where you niggas get Ya shit at
Big facts all large on a Big Mac
Spitting rhymes while it's spitting at Ya six pack
Wig snack I just what the funds take suspense back
Baby we could run where yo check at

Written by:
Darnell Thompson

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