Yeah, off-top nigga, know what I´m sayin´? Yeah, damn And, bitch, don´t check me, bitch, check the air quality Numbers, yeah
Dysons and shit, you know what I´m sayin´? Five hundred dollar fans and shit, you know what I´m sayin´? That´s just on sight though, ya mean? Run that
I was born in ninety-one, product of the dope game Fifties, Camaros, Cuts when we swang Crack game, you don´t even know the half The stress, livin´ life so fast I´m dreamin´ (I´m dreamin´), ninety-one, ninety-one, ninety-one Ninety-one, ninety-one, ninety-one I´m dreamin´ (I´m dreamin´), ninety-one, ninety-one, ninety-one Ninety-one, ninety-one, ninety-one
Have you ever been so fly bitches see And wanna come and choose on a P? Bitch, I feel like I´m dreamin´ (Feel like I´m dreamin´) Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy (Feel like I´m dreamin´) Bitch, I feel like I´m dreamin´ (Feel like I´m dreamin´) Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy (Feel like I´m dreamin´)
If they pull a nigga over I might take another L I ain´t really been the same since they killed my nigga Lil´ Ridin´ with a ghost, 40 case shit get real
No phone, no Twitter, no ´Gram, just feel Posted in the trap, tell the niggas yeedahee Call of duty on me, niggas not robbin´ me Left wrist on lottery, got cottage cheese I´m on win mode, bitch, there´s no stoppin´ me Gas up the motherfuckin´ whip, now I´m scrapin´ Coolin´, movin´, smokin´ like Jamaican She shakin´, dick so good, got her cravin´ Remind me of this lil´ bitch I had named Megan What´s happenin´? Put the P aside, now I´m mackin´ Stackin´, yes, Lord, ´nother hundred thousand It´s feelin´ like a dream when I´m countin´ up these band aids I coulda got a job, but instead I chose the fast lane
Have you ever been so fly bitches see
And wanna come and choose on a P? Bitch, I feel like I´m dreamin´ (Feel like I´m dreamin´) Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy (Feel like I´m dreamin´) Bitch, I feel like I´m dreamin´ (Feel like I´m dreamin´) Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy (Feel like I´m dreamin´)
It was a clear afternoon, the bitch wasn´t cattin´ We´re on to the next, just me and my hammer I don´t want no drama but I gotta stay ready Bought the lil´ bitch some fish and spaghetti Met a bitch named (Don´t say it), met her in the town Took her to the crib and killed it on the couch Why you niggas always stressin´ ´bout a punk rock bitch
When your kids ain´t even got no clothes that´ll fit What´s happenin´?
Have you ever been so fly bitches see And wanna come and choose on a P? Bitch, I feel like I´m dreamin´ (Feel like I´m dreamin´) Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy (Feel like I´m dreamin´) Bitch, I feel like I´m dreamin´ (Feel like I´m dreamin´) Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy (Feel like I´m dreamin´)
I was born in ninety-one, product of the dope game Fifties, Camaros, Cuts when we swang Crack game, you don´t even know the half The stress, livin´ life so fast
Now, nigga, when you see me hop out this motherfuckin´ thang With them ??? they gon´ be talkin´, nigga Know what I´m sayin´? Eight hundred a shoe, bitch Numbers