dead fantasy

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[Intro] Yeah, I stay in another world You be in your own shit I be smokin' big gas Up to the dome, bitch I feel it in the dome, bitch I feel it in my chest, ayy I feel it in my chest, ayy You gon' need a vest, bitch, I'm high as can be, ayy Smokin' on this tree, Backwoods in my weed, ayy Ayy, fuck what you sayin', fuck you— (Baby Beel) (A sprained.bandcamp.com exclusive) Drop a bag on clothes, you fuck average hoes (Baby Beel) [Verse 1] I'm seein' straight red when they pop out I'm seein' straight red when they pop out I'm seein' straight red when they pop out [?] on me when I flex, and I pop out Touchin' real bands, I could really drop out Yeah, niggas knew you was a cop-out I'm up on your block, we lurkin', you not safe and sound Heaven-sent, shawty, [?] hellbound I smoke too much, give a fuck about my health now Too many eyes on me, I might just move more stealth now Had to cop a p 'cause niggas movin' too wild I ain't—, yeah I ain't knew that you fake, but I knew that it was fake I uhh-uh, yeah [Bridge] Said, I knew you was fake, I shoulda knew Shoulda knew you was fake, I shoulda knew I shoulda knew you was fake, I shoulda knew I shoulda knew you was fake, I shoulda knew Shoulda knew, shoulda knew, I shoulda knew [Verse 2] Stupid ho, nigga, thought you had that, ayy Keep that, I don't want shit back, ayy Smokin' gas, yeah, hotbox thrax, ayy, yeah Yeah, I stay in another world You be in your own shit I be smokin' big gas (Baby Beel) Up to the dome, bitch I feel it in the dome, bitch I feel it in my chest, ayy I feel it in my chest, ayy You gon' need a vest, bitch, I'm high as can be, ayy Smokin' on this tree, Backwoods in my weed, ayy Ayy, fuck what you sayin', fuck you mean? Ayy I'm wit' Yen, and we got the Glock and beam, ayy, huh I put on yo' bro, he say anythin', ayy Yeah, lil' ho a thot, why you gave that bitch a ring? Ayy Bitch, I wanna fuck, nigga, I don't need to sing, ayy (Brrt) Ayy, money comin' up, ayy, I'm comin' up that wit' green Fuck on a model ho, she a team, ayy Got her lipstick stuck on the lean, ayy
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- yuke