Lyrics LOST DREAMS - 333luhkell

Nigga play with me I'm upping that stick
Dumb lil thots give a fuck bout a bitch
Call jaay5 yea he spinning your shit
Getting the money I swear it's on gang
Stacking this bread give a fuck bout a chain
Popping out only gone aim at your brain
I'm from the a but I don't use slang, speak to me right what the fuck is you saying
I don't even rap no more but kel said slide so you know I'm spit
Put all money in I'm feeling like nip
I don't share my drink can't get no sip
Don't fuck with these niggas can't get in my whip
Shawty bad she on go so I told her ass strip
When I fuck gotta leave lil mama gotta dip
Swear to god let the bros back dump the clip

Size twenty eight my jeans and clip a thirty
No woman of my dreams, I don't sleep tell her bye bye birdie
We bussing out the coupe keep a thirty cause we stephen curry
All my songs a hit, never miss, man shoutout to kobe

I don't want the bitch get back, back, back
Dropping hit after hit, tell em run this shit back
She gone on my dick, she gone suck from the back
Call up eli and jaay5 to knock off his hat
You counting up quarters, we counting out racks
And we sliming that nigga we taking his pack
Put the bean to his nose tell that nigga relax
Triple3 up next and I'm stamping that (Big blitz)

Size twenty eight my jeans and my clip a thirty
No woman of my dreams, I don't sleep tell her bye bye birdie
We bussing out the coupe keep a thirty cause we stephen curry
All my songs a hit, never miss, man shoutout to kobe

If you thought I was done, then lil boy you is dumb
Put the balls on the Glock, that's a fithy round drum
I don't want my old bitch cause that bitch is a bum
They keep telling me chill but I'm just getting started
That lil boy ain't on shit cause that boy keep on barking
And we hopping on feet tell luh reaper go park it
Now he mad at his bitch cause she say I'm the hardest
Thirteen for a feature I feel like I'm harden
They say damn triple3 why you going in
Tell him blame that fat bitch that put me on his close friends

Size twenty eight my jeans and my clip a thirty
No woman of my dreams, I don't sleep tell her bye bye birdie
We bussing out the coupe keep a thirty cause we stephen curry
All my songs a hit, never miss, man shoutout to kobe