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 n*ggas 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 n*ggas be hatin' on me and I like it
If you ain't gettin' no money, be silent
Ben Franklin stuffed in my Robins
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 b*tch one time, won't never call again
Ayy, all my gang, want all us to win
n*ggas 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 b*tch, 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 (b*tch)
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' sh*t snatched
He wanna' be the one, but I been that
If you put in your order, I send that
Stack that sh*t up, cop' a Hellcat
Ayy, everything I speak, it's straight facts
These n*ggas 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 n*ggas 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 n*ggas be hatin' on me and I like it
If you ain't gettin' no money, be silent
Ben Franklin stuffed in my Robins
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