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Dave

Sprinter

 

Sprinter

(album: Split Decision - 2023)


The mandem too inconsiderate, five star hotels smoking cigarette
Mixing codeine up with the phenergan
She got fit, but she wanna get thin again
Drinking apple cider vinegar
Wearing Skim, 'cause she wanna be Kim and 'em
Uh, alright, I know that you're bad, stop acting innocent
We ain't got generational wealth, it's only a year that I've had these millions
My whip could've been in the Tokyo Drift 'cause it's fast and furious
I went from the Toyota Yaris to Urus, they had their chance but blew it
Now this gyal want me in her uterus, fuck it, I'm rich, let's do it (Fuck it)

Take a look at these diamonds wrong, it's a life of squinting, can't just stare
With bae through thick and thin, she already thick, so I'm halfway there (Hahaha)
Brown and bad, couldn't change my mind, I was halfway there
One hundred meters, huh, I just put nine gyal in a Sprinter (Uh)
One hundred eaters, they won't fit in one SUV (Nah)
SOS, somebody rescue me
I got too many gyal, too many-many gyal, I got
They can last me the next two weeks (Uh, huh)
Alright, like send the address through, please

SUV, the outside white, the inside brown like Michael Jack
More time 'member the line in trap, spend like I don't even like my stack
Pistol came on a Irish ferry, let go and it sound like a tap dance (Bap)
The way that I ball, no yellow, the ref have to give me a black card
Who did what we doing with rap?
Man couldn't sell out his show after all them years of doing the cap
Sprinter, two girl in a van
Inter, two man in Milan
Heard one of my tings dating P. Diddy
Need twenty percent of whatever she bags
Outside, my head in my hands

I told them my name is Cench, she said, "No, the one on your birth certificate"
Your boyfriend ran from that diamond test, 'cause they weren't legitimate (Nah)
She Turkish-Cypriot, but her curves Brazilian, uh
I want her, and bro wants her affiliate
I'm cheap, still hit a chick like, "Yo, can I borrow your Netflix?"
She a feminist, she think I'm sexist
Twisting my words, I think she dyslexic
Give me my space, I'm intergalactic
Before I give you my Insta' password, I'll give you the pin to my AmEx
Huh, alright
This ain't stainless steel, it's platinum
Dinner table, I got manners, huh, t-shirt tucked in, napkin
"Still loading", that's the caption, I've only amounted a minimal fraction
Eat good, I got indigestion
Bare snow in my hood, no Aspen
Can't get rid of my pain with Aspirin
Dave just came in an Aston, I'm making that Maybach music (M-M-Maybach Music)
You're tryna insult my intelligence, sometimes I may act stupid
I never went uni, I been on the campus selling cocaine to students
If bro let the drum stick beat, then something gon' leak, we ain't playing exclusives

Take a look at these diamonds wrong, it's a life of squinting, can't just stare
With bae through thick and thin, she already thick, so I'm halfway there (Hahaha)
Brown and bad, couldn't change my mind, I was halfway there
One hundred meters, huh, I just put nine gyal in a Sprinter (Uh)
One hundred eaters, they won't fit in one SUV (Nah)
SOS, somebody rescue me
I got too many gyal, too many-many gyal, I got
They can last me the next two weeks (Uh, huh)
Alright, like send the address through, please

Fire for a wife beater, can't rock with that, I ain't wearing a vest
Man have to send her therapy, she got the E cup bra, a lot on her chest
I'm in Jamaica, Oracabesse
Hit a lick, went cash converters
That don't work, it's pawn, no chess
I'm doing more and talking less
I love chilling with broke bitches, man book one flight, and they all impressed
I'm in the G63, the car hug me like a friend through twist and turns
Man living for nyash and dying for nyash
It's fucked, don't know which one's worse
I'm fucked, bags in his and hers, what's hers is hers, what's mine is too
Heard that girl is a gold digger, it can't be true if she dated you
AP baby blue, papers pink, I probably hate me too
You ever spent six figures and stared at bae like, "Look what you made me do"
Yeah, alright, started with a Q, didn't wait in line
Weird, I'm asking my Blasian one, "Why you so focused on your Asian side?"
I know that the jack boys pray that they get to the club and Dave's inside

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?