Purple Fantasy
Gotta take the joy with the pain
Come with some good weather and love the rain
Leave her with me, she rep' the Gang
Wizzle got wings, Wizzle got everything
Both got Rolls-Royce's, but yours ain't the same
Can't remember the last time we flew commercial plane
(Yeah, that's hard)
Uh, countin' up
Millions makin' the mountain, that's us
Dive in that b- like Scrooge McDuck
I could have anything I want
Won't hesitate to roll the weed up
Pounds for days, I keep a fresh cut
Smoke me a few then freshen up
Big dog, can't share my yard wit' you pups
Hard work, this ain't from luck
Both talk, n- wit' yachts
Spend a million on watches
Like the sh- from the movies we watch
I'm tryna chill, they invitin' me out
The party too exclusive not to go
Having too much fun to stop
Handle business but don't do it in a office
Wouldn't believe what they just offered
I turned it down because I want some more
My n-, you ain't havin' fun, then what you working for?
Let me know your fantasy
Let me know your fantasy
Let me know your fantasy
Let me know your fantasy
Countin' up
Millions makin' the mountain, that's us
Dive in that b- like Scrooge McDuck
Bomb weed for days, years to be exact
We ain't never runnin' out
We went from buying whips to different houses
Vegas trips, my n- bet yo' chips on us if you wanna win
The game's rigged when the Gang's near
Rick Owens - all I wear, bags from Celine
Another night, another private dinner for my team
Another language being spoken when I order my drink
You ain't lookin' so you probably never seen this
Harder then it seems, make it look seamless
Let's go back to my car so we could sing this
Movie scene, they wanna stream this
Lean yo' seat back, get the trees lit
Higher than the pitch of your favorite scent
When it's finished, roll another zip
Let me know your fantasy
Let me know your fantasy
Let me know your fantasy
Let me know your fantasy
Don't say a real one, call her by her nickname
Known the b- for years and she never change
Throw up my set and it's gon' stay the same
Wizzle got wings, Wizzle got everything
Looked in the mirror this morning and realized I can't complain
Come with some good weather and love the rain
Leave her with me, she rep' the Gang
Wizzle got wings, Wizzle got everything
Both got Rolls-Royce's, but yours ain't the same
Can't remember the last time we flew commercial plane
(Yeah, that's hard)
Uh, countin' up
Millions makin' the mountain, that's us
Dive in that b- like Scrooge McDuck
I could have anything I want
Won't hesitate to roll the weed up
Pounds for days, I keep a fresh cut
Smoke me a few then freshen up
Big dog, can't share my yard wit' you pups
Hard work, this ain't from luck
Both talk, n- wit' yachts
Spend a million on watches
Like the sh- from the movies we watch
I'm tryna chill, they invitin' me out
The party too exclusive not to go
Having too much fun to stop
Handle business but don't do it in a office
Wouldn't believe what they just offered
I turned it down because I want some more
My n-, you ain't havin' fun, then what you working for?
Let me know your fantasy
Let me know your fantasy
Let me know your fantasy
Let me know your fantasy
Countin' up
Millions makin' the mountain, that's us
Dive in that b- like Scrooge McDuck
Bomb weed for days, years to be exact
We ain't never runnin' out
We went from buying whips to different houses
Vegas trips, my n- bet yo' chips on us if you wanna win
The game's rigged when the Gang's near
Rick Owens - all I wear, bags from Celine
Another night, another private dinner for my team
Another language being spoken when I order my drink
You ain't lookin' so you probably never seen this
Harder then it seems, make it look seamless
Let's go back to my car so we could sing this
Movie scene, they wanna stream this
Lean yo' seat back, get the trees lit
Higher than the pitch of your favorite scent
When it's finished, roll another zip
Let me know your fantasy
Let me know your fantasy
Let me know your fantasy
Let me know your fantasy
Don't say a real one, call her by her nickname
Known the b- for years and she never change
Throw up my set and it's gon' stay the same
Wizzle got wings, Wizzle got everything
Looked in the mirror this morning and realized I can't complain
Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Baker, Uthman Fadahunsi, Ronald N. La Tour, Cameron Jibril Thomaz
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