DAPPER DAN

Lyrics

[Intro] (Big Emm) Ayy (Brr) (IceWater Black wit' da ahhh) Ayy (Ayy) [Chorus] I'm kickin' 'em out, I ain't doin' no wifin' I'm goin' up, I ain't talkin' 'bout hiking Gettin' to the money, these niggas don't like it Run up a check, and I ain't talkin' Nike Green in my future, but I'm not a psychic I'm the Batman, and I don't need a sidekick These niggas be hatin' on me and I like it If you ain't gettin' no money, be silent Ben Franklin stuffed in my Robin's He ain't put in no work 'cause he jobless Ayy, empty the clip, get to firing Ayy, sound off hearing them sirens Ayy, ain't talkin' Wayne, but I'm the fireman Know I cook up and I don't need a pan Ayy, make the pack fly like Petеr Pan Gucci on me, this not Dapper Dan [Verse] Ayy, choppa' make 'еm do the running man Hit that bitch one time, won't never call again Ayy, all my gang, want all us to win Niggas be broke with they hand out borrowin' You got some hittas, then call 'em, then I'm a leader, I don't do the following I got hollow tips, but I'm not the Holloman Bad bitch, and she is swollowin' Ayy, walk in the store, I want all of that Can't buy no respect, so you bet' get your money back (Bitch) Designer on me, and I'm mismatch Cop' me a P, and buss down like a Kit-Kat Glock on me, no, I ain't gettin' shit snatched He wanna be the one, but I been that If you put in your order, I send that Stack that shit up, cop' a Hellcat Ayy, everything I speak, it's straight facts These niggas don't want no combat Step on that boy like a doormat Talkin' 'bout racks, then I entered the chat [Chorus] I'm kickin' 'em out, I ain't doin' no wifin' I'm goin' up, I ain't talkin' 'bout hiking Gettin' to the money, these niggas don't like it Run up a check, and I ain't talkin' Nike Green in my future, but I'm not a psychic I'm the best man, and I don't need a sidekick These niggas be hatin' on me and I like it If you ain't gettin' no money, be silent Ben Franklin stuffed in my Robin's He ain't put in no work 'cause he jobless Ayy, empty the clip, get to firing Ayy, sound off hearing them sirens Ayy, ain't talkin' Wayne, but I'm the fireman Know I cook up and I don't need a pan Ayy, make the pack fly like Peter Pan Gucci on me, this not Dapper Dan