Dash

Written by：Section Boyz/Chris Brown

Lock it

Rise and pop it

The shoe dem sharp

The flow dem classic

You see the flow eh dog

You have to pull it and dash it

Any how she come suh

She have to grip it and dash it

Lock it

Rise and pop it

The shoe dem sharp

The flow dem classic

You see the flow eh dog

You have to pull it and dash it

Any how she come suh

She have to grip it and dash it

Chris Brown

Look light a spliff up

You know a ni**a ain't smokin' it for the pictures

Section boyz and breezy in VIP

We gettin' money and we 'bout to snatch your b**ch up

Go figure OHB ain't no broke niggas

I see her poppin' them pills I let her roll with us

She say she wanted to chill I let her smoke with us

I put my dick in and feel like a f**kin' bow hit her

Damn girl I know your ni**a mad

Cause now he gotta buy a bigger bag

Diamond rings and poppin' tags

And you still gon' cheat with your b**ch a** haha

They callin' me crazy

You know a ni**a really got some screws loose

Yeah but come try to play

I got 100 killers on the other end of this bluetooth

Inch

Lock it

Rise and pop it

The shoe dem sharp

The flow dem classic

You see the flow eh dog

You have to pull it and dash it

Any how she come suh

You have to pull it and dash it

Littlez

Man mash then dash it

Get cash I stack and splash it

Get brick on thick I'll smash it

Bad B she dash not flash it

Naughty she call me papi

Early morning I get trappy

Dirty that girl here trashy

Can't smoke with man she's ashy

War time move black no khaki

Them boy just foolin' fasty

Too sharp nah them can't style me

Step in the club in my trackies

Man put that girl in a taxi

She get down low on my lappy

Foreign jawns when I grab w**d

Tell her run and make it snappy

Sleeks

Reebok classic

Tracksuit with a package

Sip lock plus a mattik

Bang bang make you back flip

Jar jar full of herbs

Bad b**ches and curves

Swag surfin' got the whip skrrtin'

Section boyz that's the word

Never see me with a dead ting

No big spliff make your head spin

London boy in a london ting

Man a act bad but they run from him

Tracksuit hat and a T phone bling

Run through pack onto a next ting

Grip it dash it

Run up clap it

Gang gang gang on the warla ting

Inch

Lock it

Rise and pop it

The show dem sharp

The flow dem classic

You see the flow eh dog

You have to pull it and dash it

Any how she come suh

She have to grip it and dash it

Swift

My ting the maddest

Ring ring you have it

Stink brick in the attic

Watch bro whip it in Hannas

All my b**ches got manners

Linky link love the mandem

Switch the sim at random

Bling bling man's flashin'

Where you comin' from Hattons

Your ting keeps attin'

Kinda embarrasin'

Dash a p**sy like a javelin

Do it in the house I'm trappin' in

Like oh oh when I'm mashin' it

She from 4 4 but she travellin'

And when I'm in the squad what's happenin'

Deepee

Light it rass it

If it's akh I'll pass it

Them man are all soft them targets

I'll take a man's pack go home and laugh it

Off like a bastard man's charged up

If you tryna see a ni**a man's chargin'

F**k your family tree

We got a family trees in man's garden

I got grams of trees but who's askin'

Not a car but keys get me started

I put my palm on trees like I'm Tarzan

Man's calm but try and harm my Gs and you'll starfish

Body work body work body work

Break a leg roof smellin' like armpits

Little tooly tool I'm still bossy

They talk the talk but man walk it

Inch

Lock it

Rise and pop it

The shoe dem sharp

The flow dem classic

You see the flow eh dog

You have to pull it and dash it

Any how she come south

She have to grip it and dash it

Lock it

Rise and pop it

The shoe dem sharp

The flow dem classic

You see the flow eh dog

You have to pull it and dash it

Any how she come south

She have to grip it and dash it