Chiefrockajay - Don't Dap Me

Yeah I got money see these props they not cheap
And my momma she be mad cause I spent 23
Lil racks on this video
No label yo I'm really cold
No really b I got the dough
Money Mitch no Tahoe
Pretty bitch no white toes save that money baby
Fake hoe she like "why though?"
Cause my shit be really fye though
If you hate you lie hoe
All my shit top 5 so
Why'd I ever lie hoe
Jealousy got bitches looking at me up and down
Cause my money green and blue
And they money not around
She was fye until she clowned
And now she out the rotations
Hoes wanna talk but they need an invitation
I ain't really wanna talk to you or your fella
We not on same page
I'm cookie cream and you vanilla
Asking me about everything especially the weather
Like I don't walk the streets with a bag on the Beretta so please
Don't dap me up
Don't dap me up
Don't dap me up
Don't dap me up
We not cool lil fool so no
Don't dap me up
Until my shawty show the dough
Don't dap me up
Yeah brand new fresh out the box no crease
40 piece cost me about a 20 though
Cause I jugged the credit line from shawty boo her name was Stacey so
Me and my baby still living in the hood bro
Money never changed nothing but the security
My homie out in Houston cracked the plug and he go Purity
So now the melody can go from Black Dynamite to Twin Peaks
Bitch you don't get me, my flow be like a Carti leak
Huh, what you mean? (Bitch boy)
Now what you mean?
What I mean is I got green
I flip the trap in Ksubi jeans
Brand new bags a shopping spree
And yeah I see them things
James Bond with the drip
Double 0's on my clothes
No rowdy bros yeah yeah
They foes on my line
What you mean got time to sign?
Of course I'm bad I got the dough
I bought my mom some stocks hoe
Put the bag in Forbes
Get my mans to the level up
Now you taking dumb
I show you how I get the chevy out
What you mean boy
On top I'm bound to get the fetti yeah
I can get to heaven call me baby Pastor Ma$e
Take the funds outta state
Invest the (L)LC on the block
Turn the crack into a rebate motherf*%!!!!!
I ain't really wanna talk to you or your fella
We not on same page
I'm cookie cream and you vanilla
Asking me about everything especially the weather
Like I don't walk the streets with a bag on the Beretta so please
Don't dap me up
Don't dap me up
Don't dap me up
Don't dap me up
We not cool lil fool so no
Don't dap me up
Until my shawty show the dough
Don't dap me up
Don't dap me up
Don't dap me up
Don't dap me up
We not cool lil fool so no
Don't dap me up
Don't dap me up
Don't dap me up
We not cool lil fool so no
Don't dap me up
Don't dap me up
Don't dap me up
We not cool lil fool so no
Don't dap me up
Don't dap me up
Don't dap me up
We not cool lil fool so no

Written by:
J. S., J.R. Santillanes

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