Dreams (feat. WOKEN)
I said fuck tones
Follow spree fifty gees, nice homes
Best believe, I won't leave, til your girl moans
Rest In Peace pretty jeans, niggas need to stay woke.
I just made you weep, humble needs
Reppin' two phones, fetish of the feet while you dream in the sheets
I'm in the fucking cash pot
Riding in my fucking yacht
Niggas trying to claim my spot
Niggas hate me at the top
Sad to see your label see you as a flop
See your girl with a nice crop top yuh
Gucci logo I'm gonna cop...
Cause I said fuck tones
Follow spree fifty gees, nice homes
Best believe, I won't leave, til your girl moans
Rest In Peace pretty jeans, niggas need to stay woke.
I just made you weep, humble needs
Reppin' two phones, fetish of the feet while you dream in the sheets
Let me tell you about a dream
From a boy who didn't make it
Coming up from the dirt, coming up from the trenches
You ain't from the block
You don't know about no benches
All y'all sneak dissin'
And that's what I call bitches
Cause I said fuck tones
Follow spree fifty gees, nice homes
Best believe, I won't leave, til your girl moans
Rest In Peace pretty jeans, niggas need to stay woke
I just made you weep, humble needs
Reppin' two phones, fetish of the feet while you dream in the sheets
Follow spree fifty gees, nice homes
Best believe, I won't leave, til your girl moans
Rest In Peace pretty jeans, niggas need to stay woke.
I just made you weep, humble needs
Reppin' two phones, fetish of the feet while you dream in the sheets
I'm in the fucking cash pot
Riding in my fucking yacht
Niggas trying to claim my spot
Niggas hate me at the top
Sad to see your label see you as a flop
See your girl with a nice crop top yuh
Gucci logo I'm gonna cop...
Cause I said fuck tones
Follow spree fifty gees, nice homes
Best believe, I won't leave, til your girl moans
Rest In Peace pretty jeans, niggas need to stay woke.
I just made you weep, humble needs
Reppin' two phones, fetish of the feet while you dream in the sheets
Let me tell you about a dream
From a boy who didn't make it
Coming up from the dirt, coming up from the trenches
You ain't from the block
You don't know about no benches
All y'all sneak dissin'
And that's what I call bitches
Cause I said fuck tones
Follow spree fifty gees, nice homes
Best believe, I won't leave, til your girl moans
Rest In Peace pretty jeans, niggas need to stay woke
I just made you weep, humble needs
Reppin' two phones, fetish of the feet while you dream in the sheets
Credits
Writer(s): Francisco Ortega
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