Lyrics Dreamt About It - 0xy Beat$

Man, shit I used to dream about it,
Now i got my weed comin' in flavours
My homie hit me up like I'm the plug, I'm pullin favors
No hesitation 'bout the fact, that we dont fuck with strangers
Don't try to flex your muscles too hard
'Cuz you ain't no danger

Ballin' so damn hard, got my crib filled up with smokers
I got some pretty hoes around and they be wearing chokers
But you can still be hating, lil boy, you be on the low
Cuz, you just a fucking clown bitch, not no fucking Joker

Ridin' thru' the city with the 7th district flow
If you tryna leave your mark, I'm gonna have to knock you, hoe
Don't you think that I'm no playa, 'cuz your bae really be on me
Tell my brother, get some cookies,
He said: "Aight, 0xy, I'm on it"

Used to dream about it, now i got my weed comin' in flavours
My homie hit me up like I'm the plug, I'm pullin favors
No hesitation 'bout the fact, that we dont fuck with strangers
Don't try to flex your muscles too hard,
'Cuz you ain't no danger

Them 40z and them shorties in my crib, I got it sorted
We got bottles, we got loud, and the coke just getting snorted
After all them bitches served, we count ounces and pounds
We're not fucking with you, pricks, all of y'all just be clowns

I done ran it up, self-made, bitch, my style's extravagant
Lot of brothers and sisters some of them ain't even graduated
I got a blondie, for the night she really adequate
My loud is holy, bitch, you know, and there is no debate

Used to dream about it,
Now i got my weed comin' in flavours
My homie hit me up like I'm the plug, I'm pullin favors
No hesitation 'bout the fact, that we dont fuck with strangers
Don't try to flex your muscles too hard
'Cuz you ain't no danger

Dreamed about it, I'm livin' it, I don't play around
Got so many fuckin' hits, that I'm gon' blow up, beat it down
I'll get my money to the bank, just give me some time to be crowned
Thank god, I still got my brothers
Alla-all around,
Yeah

Dreamed about it, I'm livin' it, I don't play around
Got so many fuckin' hits, that I'm gon' blow up, beat it down
I'll get my money to the bank, just give me some time to be crowned
Thank god, I still got my brothers
Alla-all around,
Yeah

Used to dream about it,
Now i got my weed comin' in flavours
My homie hit me up like I'm the plug, I'm pullin favors
No hesitation 'bout the fact, that we dont fuck with strangers
Don't try to flex your muscles too hard,
'Cuz you ain't no danger

No lack, no stress, got it all right
In the cut, on the rave, their lip they all bite
Poppin' whatever they find, they do not stress about that
But I'm not a fucking zombie, that's why I don't fuck with them