Lyrics Unique - Allready feat. Yank

(I have a dream)

Know I got layers on layers I keep the blick tucked with a laser
Rollin' Biscotti we high as a rocket, we smokin' on flavors
She on the roster I flood her with diamonds, this shit gettin' wavy
Say that he keepin' it P, but naw dawg that ain't playa

Don't hit my jack you ain't talkin' bout numbers
Boy I'm the boss I don't speak to no runner
I got this shit on you look undercover
X6 Beamer all red in the guts
Keep that shit P I ain't askin' for much
Shit turn to gold everythin' that I touch
Let's get this money you ready or what?
She havin' fun is love is lust?
Say Ima savage I don't fuck on no average I'm smokin' on cabbage, I'm ridin' in foreign
I pop a perc in the mornin' I know that she horny, I drop off the dick then I'm gone
I understood the assignment, I went and dropped diamonds now all of my niggas they On
Rockin' Vlone 'cause she that wet V
I'm screamin' free Lil' V uh yea
Tell the weatherman the forecast change every time I throw my chains on
I can't erase it, we got Beamers N Acres from where we come you gotta have patience uh
Designer on me Versace frames, Medusa head, I done went ancient
Stay down don't get anxious, blue strips don't go vacant

Know I got layers on layers I keep the blick tucked with a laser
Rollin' Biscotti we high as a rocket, we smokin' on flavors
She on the roster I flood her with diamonds, this shit gettin' wavy
Say that he keepin' it P, but naw dawg that ain't playa

Throw on LV, but this shit double G
I been keepin' it P 4 ever like three
He outta his mind think he fuckin' with me
I was sellin' a P before you sold a G
I'm in a frenzy, I just copped Balenci
I been doin' it so long don't even feel expensive
We not the same you ain't keepin' it playa
Spendin' these racks we got karats for hare
Cookies store Melrose we flew to Bel-Air
He don't sound P, I hear it how you speak
Yeen ain't havin' need to have a seat
Bitch you too loud, I'm tryna be discrete
See that's ya problem
I'm in search for them perkys, who got em?
Thirties, fives, and them tens, shit I pop em
Keep it P yeah them P's know we cop em

Know I got layers on layers I keep the blick tucked with a laser
Rollin' Biscotti we high as a rocket, we smokin' on flavors
She on the roster I flood her with diamonds, this shit gettin' wavy
Say that he keepin' it P, but naw dawg that ain't playa