Dat Way

[Hook x2]
Dat way (x3)
Trap still boomin' out the driveway (boom)
Bouta do the dash on the highway (yeah)
Bad lil' bitch on broadway (yeah)
Dat way (x3)
White girl make her have a migrane (woo!)
X pills make her eyes dilate (yeah)
Girl you better do this shit the right way (the right way)

[Verse 1]
Damn, dat way (x3)
Doing 180 on the highway
Niggas ain't real boy you lightweight
Drunk the whole bottle now I'm fucking leaning sideways
Yeah, baby girl come straight to my place
Baby girl throw that ass my way
She snorting all these lines in a sequence
Girl you better do the shit the right way, ooo
Riding 'round the city with my nina
Mix the molly with the Aquafina
Back to back shots of Tequila
Sophia fucking with Maria (damn)
Maria fucking with Tina (damn)
And Tina fucking with Celina (damn)
And Celina fucking with Riah (damn)
And all these bitches sucking my team up (damn)

[Hook x2]
Dat way (x3)
Trap still boomin' out the driveway (boom)
Bouta do the dash on the highway (yeah)
Bad lil' bitch on broadway (yeah)
Dat way (x3)
White girl make her have a migrane (woo!)
X pills make her eyes dilate (yeah)
Girl you better do this shit the right way (the right way)

[Verse 2]
So cold, I'm moving in slow-mo
I poured up a whole 4
Two ocho's, my teeth dripping rose gold
Not loving no bitch, that's the motherfucking bro code
I'm toting a .44, and drinking 4 loko's
My old bitch don't love me no more, no
She in love with that coco
Aye, dat way (x3)
34 all about gunplay
Spend 10k on a fun day
Bad bitch straight from the runway, ooo
Thousand band, like I'm fauni
My gang standing right behind me
Plug callin', perfect timing
He need them drugs, I'm supplying
This bitch keep saying that she love me
But I know that she lying
Bitch, you think that I'm a dummy?
I know you only love the money
Niggas thinking that I'm funny, 'til them AKs start drumming
'Til them bullets hit yo' fucking tummy
He was popping shit but now he running
Ooo, riding through the city with the top down
They fucking with me 'cause I'm hot now
Got these bitches taking off they tops now
I got Glocks now, you'll get shot down, yeah
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Yeah, I'll pull up and shoot at you
And ya crew, you a fool, thinking you bulletproof
Circle your block like a motherfucking hula hoop
They won't know
What you really do when you're with me
Snorting all the coke, drinking all the lean
Popping all the pills, now you can't sleep
Fucking with me and fucking with my team
Look me in my eyes, know you want to ride
Mix a double cup, I'm gone fill you up, oh yeah
Trap way, yeah, dat way

[Hook x2]
Dat way (x3)
Trap still boomin' out the driveway (boom)
Bouta do the dash on the highway (yeah)
Bad lil' bitch on broadway (yeah)
Dat way (x3)
White girl make her have a migrane (woo!)
X pills make her eyes dilate (yeah)
Girl you better do this shit the right way (the right way)