Dream World Immunity

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Vic Spencer - Rap

Dream World Immunity

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[Verse] (C'mon Vic, c'mon) Walk outside with all the bud The cops smell my shit and didn't want to lock me up Defying as well I'm flaming up shit that inquire the smell Old folks would want to go to hell (Bye bye old people) I was young as fuck getting high with ladies LAX then I'm in jungle boys like a baby (Babe) Looted and booted Who is the loser poofing all of the mid? (Fuck) I'd rather choose bud, you'd rather choose a bitch Giving shotguns to BBWs I'd want to rub her tits Dreamworlds remind me of weed strains that don't exist (That's right) I'm on some shit called Victimize OG Exotic type nigga Far from the Hypebeast They archrivals They got all of my numbers I told 'em to turn on their location But they ain't want to do nothing (Because they some pussy boys) That's the shit I don't understand I'm the type to beat your ass if you pass me a bogus strand (Fuck out of here) Sometimes I feel like I need the earth Sometimes I feel like I could roll up all kinds of purp (That's right) Light up the lime like its Christmastime On chairs picking Bundy always trying to spend some time Army green jet fuel outfit (You get some shit) [?] tell the world you can't smoke out Vic Shoulder head bouncing Announcing all my own releases with whole ounces You can also know the reefer The bud come to your crib and ring the doorbell And roll itself up and store itself in the trunk (Crazy) Chastise the weed I keep the butt in the front I need the whole damn ounce I can't help what I want Get in a wrecked car to work out Hell no we smoking (We smoking dog) I'm in Chicago but the weed is from Oakland (That's right) I don't be asking the plug how he get the trees Besides this niggas pride alone get the points from me (Hell yeah) Spend ducats every week He throw me joints for free Investing in customers the same as you do for the weed Keep the dream world dollar circulating I take my pack, share it with friends until our brain cells percolating I got the munchies Jerk 48 is waiting Craving all the flavors on the top shelf customers waiting Because I can't make my mind up I seen new strains drop like sneakers And all them niggas just lined up (Fuck) My bad dog shit (You got to do better than that dog) (You're supposed to have got to the dispensary to get the Mai-Tai dog) My bad Greenthumbs (And you let all these motherfuckers get it before you dog) (I'm disappointed in you big dog) I said my bad, fuck

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  • Vic Spencer