| Dream Chasers, |
| ,, Dream Chasers |
| Dream Chasers (Brrt) |
| I woke up, I made a mill', said, «Fuck it,» then rented them all |
| If life’s a bitch, I’m havin' my way with that shit, and I’m hittin' it raw |
| (Havin' it) |
| Ain’t none of y’all niggas gettin' none of this money and bitches, |
| just me and my dawgs |
| With a brand new Porsche, a Turbo Sport with a horse, but it look like a frog |
| I just hopped through the hood, then I hop on a chop in the hood (Ride on a |
| chop) |
| Bad lil' bitch, she pretty as fuck and the top real good (Pretty as fuck) |
| Call Ern, I ain’t even want him to wild, he shot up the hood |
| Y’all niggas be payin' them hitters for real, y’all not any good (Y'all niggas |
| is pussy) |
| Green-face AP cost m cost me four-fifty, we don’t see y’all ass |
| I been hurtin' your heart with thse lil' bitches, I wanna see y’all checks |
| She gotta move real careful-like it’s a operate, you should see her texts |
| I ain’t stop poppin', planes, I’ll pop in 'em, y’all lil' niggas better be on |
| y’all best |
| I just came right back outside, now all the baddies back outside |
| Fuck 'em, spoil 'em, married three months, give 'em a prize |
| They talk shit 'bout me, they know they play, niggas gon' die |
| I been ballin' so long in Miami, I don’t need to take bitches on dates to pound |
| She got niggas that’s rich, but they ain’t really lit like that, |
| tell her take her time (Take her time) |
| They really love it, but I get with so many hunnids, can’t make her mine |
| Yeah, she said, «Meek, come fuck me rough,» and I was tryna break her spine |
| (Let's get it) |
| Knowin' this lil' bitch fucked my dawg, and I can’t make her mine (Make her |
| mine) |
| Outside, outside, outside, outside, I just popped out, came back outside |
| Outside, outside, outside, outside (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) |
| Big boy trucks in the driveway (My driveway), we outside with it (We outside) |
| Reachin' for my Richard, you gon' die with it (Die) |
| I been keepin' a pack of bad lil' bitches, they outside with it |
| And I just made a couple million in five minutes (I'm limitless) |
| Okay, okay, okay, that new Maybach came today (Today) |
| I put mics all in they face for all my young niggas passed away, yeah (Away) |
| I ain’t really had no time last year, but I’m on niggas' asses today (I am) |
| Y’all niggas only ones keepin' them hoes, y’all givin' that cash away, okay, |
| okay (Yeah, yeah) |
| Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo |
| Okay, okay |
| He hasn’t slept in probably seven days |
| Go 'head, ki' like a brick (A bird), bad lil' bitch, she thick (She bad) |
| Come to my city, we really ride dirty, no lights, and we totin' them sticks |
| (Brrt) |
| My dawg got life in the cell (Got life), he know that I’m never gon' switch (I |
| won’t) |
| Start ballin' like I was Joel 'cause I got them Ms and Bs on my list (Yeah) |
| And I put that Virgil shit on, for reals, like pardon my twist (Yeah) |
| Every bitch that I be fuckin' get Rollies for real, like pardon my bitch (Yeah) |
| She looked me dead in my eyes when she suckin' and she tryna start up some shit |
| (Yeah) |
| Tryna snatch my soul, lil' bitch, gettin' top with my hand on her— |
| Pardon my neck, pardon my wrist, ass so fat, gotta pardon my bitch |
| Pardon my Glock, pardon my hip, I just jumped off a yacht, gotta pardon my ship |
| I just did a walkthrough at Roc Nation and left out with four new partnerships |
| This ain’t rap, nigga, I’m back, I just be walkin' and talkin' my shit, yeah |
| Niggas can’t see me, we totin' them chops, yeah (Niggas ain’t see us) |
| I had dreams of murderin' opps, rippin' them demons and burnin' them blocks |
| They couldn’t believe it, I’m turnin' the blocks, yeah (Yeah) |
| Back in them trenches again (We back) |
| Totin' extensions again, if he play tough, put Benji on him |
| We open it up, open it up, I fuck from the back when I’m chokin' her up |
| .223s, they go through a truck, somebody get hit, it’s no gettin' up |
| No gettin' up, no gettin' up, trippin' on niggas, they soakin' it up (Soakin') |
| Walk in the spot with a big-ass .30 on me, give a fuck if it’s pokin' or what |
| What? What? What? What? |
| What? What? What? What? |
| What? What? What? What? |