Dancehall Party (feat. Bukom Dancehall) - Ex Dawg

It was me and my dawg Plotting up a scheme Shooting at the opps They keep shooting at their screens I can't let you get too close Glock came with a beam These are my friend, bitch I'm sliding till the end with 'em End with 'em Came up robbing, splitting up a band with 'em Stand with 'em Shit get sticky, spinning like a fan with 'em uh Made a lot of people throw a tantrum uh Not around enough to be your man hoe Gotta stick up, stick up if I'm selling to a random He get lit up, lit up, he get lit up like a candle Still got the baddest bitches commando Boujee bitch, YSL still written on her sandal Know a couple pussies plotting on me but they know what's up I can't trust a hoe, on the gang I'm never folding up Double cup, High Tek what I'm pourin' up Big spender, Bordens what I'm throwing up Thumbin' through these hundred I can't fold 'em up And she held it down, when I was going up Think they on to me, I've been scamming, I just loaded up I don't feel the pressure, but my left wrist really frozen up Dropping my location, with the gang is where I'm posted up It was me and my dawg Plotting up a scheme Shooting at the opps They keep shooting at their screens I can't let you get too close Glock came with a beam These are my friend, bitch I'm sliding till the end with 'em End with 'em Came up robbing, splitting up a band with 'em Stand with 'em Shit get sticky, spinning like a fan with 'em uh Made a lot of people throw a tantrum uh Not around enough to be your man hoe