[Intro]
(Yeah, yeah, yeah...)
I'm Da sh**, b**h
I'm Da sh**, b**h
Look at my neck, damn
Look at my wrist, damn
Yeah
[Hook] x2
I'm Da sh**, b**h
I'm Da sh**, b**h
I'm Da sh**, b**h
I'm Da sh**, b**h
Look at my neck, damn
Look at my wrist, damn
Look at my b**h, damn
Look at my feet, damn
[Verse 1]
Ay
Nintendo 64, sit it on the floor
Goon b**h wit' a rumble pack
I'm bussin if you wanna act
Who better to f** yo b**h than me
All this satisfaction
Take some notes, stop spazzin' for reactions
You's a nobody
This her body, she do what she want
You can have her back
I'm just making quota for the month
Where da hoes at?
Fresher than a Krispy Kreme
Hot light be forever on
Raw Shea bu*ter that be the cologne
Yo hoe favorite song
Diamond p**y in these diamond thongs
I can't keep 'em on
Put these locals on but they ungrateful
So I leave 'em 'lone
Never needy, always hella speedy wit' recovery
Bouncin' back like Mystikal
Stunt on you, no tissue
I'm Da sh**, b**h
[Hook] x2
I'm Da sh**, b**h
I'm Da sh**, b**h
I'm Da sh**, b**h
I'm Da sh**, b**h
Look at my neck, damn
Look at my wrist, damn
Look at my b**h, damn
Look at my feet, damn
[Verse 2]
Stir these b**hes spirits like elixir
k** 'em all, 6 inches alone make you a victim
It's a thousand ways to die, baby, pick one
d**h by designer, by diamonds, by dollars…
(Damn)
You a trip, you a one trick pony, and ya n***a wanna holla
You be in the function 'bout 8 to 10 b**hes and they all babysitting one muthaf**in' bottle, ay
Baby bottle fulla that lean, good green, bumpin' that Young Thug - "Strange Things"
Free that n***a Gucci, b**h 'bouta get an ice cream cone tattooed on my muthaf**in' booty, ay
I'm Da sh**, I'm the president, can't nobody tell me "no"
Cuz I don't owe these hoes, don't know these hoes, and they mad cuz they hair don't grow
b**h f**ed around and had mo' twins but I'm still living my muthaf**in' life
Still step in a hot spot like wifi & link, wit' a n***a like f** yo wife
I'm Da sh**, b**h
[Cute Giggle]