Dap Lyrics

Stop hoggin' that blunt man

Come on

Me and my boys at the function

When we slide through we some nice dudes

So it might surprise you

When we dap up the Crips and the Pyrus

Smackin' on the booty like culo y mano

Rollin' up the smoke then I'm tryna Thai food

Hit you in the face with the money I pile

I'm just tryna get by though

Hold on, hold on

Wait a minute now

If you wanna come to the show it's a tenner now

Ain't no sucker free Sunday

While I'm tryna make a living in this bitch

I'll be spitting to an empty crowd

If you wanna get it then I got it

Clothes, ho's, shows

And dope flows

Cars, cribs, caps

And bank rolls

I stay strapped for my foes

And I'm down with it

Ten toes on the ground with it

Loud picture with the town in it

That's how I'm winning

Weed smoke from the long blunt

When I'm high I don't talk much

Me and the ex don't talk bruh

But if we do bet I'm gon' fuck

I'm a dog like woof

Pussycat like the juice

Ain't no Pop Smoke 'woo'

But I still get loose

Pull up where the bomb at

E.O.D specialty

Smokin' on that kush pack

And I be so high that I can't relax

Paranoid in the trap

Think I'm bout to relapse

Ayo who wanna cup

You got that cup man

That "Wockeisha"

Indeed

Goddamn

No promethazine just codeine right

It's that mud

Fuck him, fuck her too

Chop it up and then screw

Didn't learn much from school

But I bet I can teach you

How to shut the fuck up fool

Just like that

When I'm off the yak

Mo'fucka don't fight back

Fist hurt when I hit em' with the right jab

And if I ain't winnin' where the pipe at

Where the motherfuckin' pipe at

'5 Pack' with a price tag

Me and Wifi in a nice jag

Whippin' right past all these stife ass

Triflin', hatin' mo'fucka's, they don't like that

Man they really don't like that

That's fine you a slight drag

Yung Vamp go ahead

Scratch the track right back, like