Dreams
Losgotqueso
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Yea yea, yea yea Yea yea, yea yea Hop out the crib got off-white on my kicks I just pop me a med, I might pop out with sticks I was scheming on the couch thinking how im getting rich? She aint like me then, now she fuckin with the kid Got a wifey bitch ass fat waist slim Been flexin too hard you would think im in the gym And I got a fast car, you can hear me pulling up Feel like asap mob cuz im feelin hella cozy Drivin right through yo block n the whole hood know me Tryna dodge all these cops cause you know I keep it on me If you talk you get shot, betta watch with who you speak wit I just copped me a drop got a v8 engine Going right to the top swimming in the deep end If you talk you get shot betta watch wit who you speak wit N this choppa chop his top, it gone leave his brain leaking I would never had thought, I would get this shit foreal I was whippin the pot, money tall like Shaquille I got five, six rings why I feel so chill And hell yea im pourin lean, we gone pop anotha seal Got shootas in my team, they shoot for the thrill Got ksubis on jeans, filled with hunnid bills Running after these checks give a f*ck how you feel Got a bad lil bitch, want me pay her bills And I ain scared of none, cause im tuckin my steel And she f*ck with my team cause she know that we havin She doin these things she could neva imagine Pour me up a cup yea im getting active All of this water girl watch how im splashin Just got a new check, go straight n just cash it Dressed in expensive fashion He got racks n we tax him She f*ck me with some passion Girl I do not need you, I need more advances Penthouse where im crashin F*ck 12 they cant catch me It take a lot just to finesse me Don't trust these boys cause the fakin n cappin I roll up a blunt girl im smokin on gas F*ck what it cost me im poppin some tags Comin in first place I aint comin last Cant f*ck with these boys I swear that they trash I don't not need you I need more advances Penthouse where im crashin F*ck 12 they cant catch me It take a lot just to finesse me Don't trust these boys cause the fakin n cappin I roll up a blunt girl im smokin on gas F*ck what it cost me im poppin some tags Comin in first place I aint comin last Cant f*ck with these boys I swear that they trash
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