Episode 7: Dream

Lyrics
[Intro] I want 20's 100's and 30's I want my Sprite dirty I want that bitch dirty dirty dirty (Damn) [Verse 1] Bitch I tote my 30, driving down the I-30 Chasing money like Squilliam All y'all niggas ain't worthy I'm not a cashier, but I know how to count money I could be the president if I wanted Got your momma's health bills on my wrist This watch is real gold, but it doesn't even fit No cap this shit really hurts my wrist Got all these random docs checking on my piss Who cares if it's dirty, no one gives a shit Smooth like Shaun White I be serving white I'm soaring through the air, cause I'm high like a kite I don't tip at restaurant's, I give them Usher Bucks If the waiter's broke, then that's not my fault My family went bankrupt twice, so I'm not donating money even if I think you're nice [Verse 2] Free Tay-K that man did nothing wrong Two murders, I don't really care at all He could twenty more, and I'd still bump in my car Niggas think I'm in a dream cause I'm balling so hard I'm working so hard I'm going so hard Like a COD update, I'ma be here long 148 Gigabyes what's wrong with y'all? How can I play this game and have room for my songs? [Outro] If you wanna play Call of Duty just hit me up bro
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Credits
- Writers
- Sunshine Christo