Dream (feat. Guap Tarantino) Song Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Hood Baby, Guap Tarantino
Uh (D. Hill)
No motherfuckin' cap in our gang, nigga

Fill that boy with lead (Lead)
Get cheese and gettin' bread (Racks)
Eighteen, I'm rocking, yes (Yes)
We paint the city red (Yeah)
She suck it with her brace (Woo)
Then foenem come and race (Woo, woo)
Boy, you crying lead
Yeah, this chopper break your legs (Brr)
Ooh, I had a dream, I had baguettes in my rings
Drip drip on my spleen, I put drip drip on my team
Off-White drip, she rocking Fashion Nova jeans
What this cash gone bring? Yeah, a whole lot of fame

Oh, yeah, it's up (Tellin' ya)
Red in my cup (Tellin' ya)
Ran this shit up (Tellin' ya)
Air this shit out (Tellin' ya)
You niggas ain't seen
I'm on they neck, finna pop out like spring
Got your bitch ready, suck me out my jeans
Bust down baguetties mixed up in the ring
Stick get unleaded, you play with my team
Hatin' nigga, what's next?
I count up a check
Lil Gotit, boy, what that nigga said?
Got bread to put on his head (Racks, racks, racks)
Couple days, he play and he dead (Yeah)
They gon' spray, they geeked up on meds (Woo)