Lyrics Day Dream (feat. Robb Bank$) - Robb Bank$ , Kid Trunks

Yeah, bustin that brick in
Yeah, free set
Bustin that brick in head
Going uptown put that cake on wholesale
Ya digg

Bustin that brick in head
Going uptown put that cake
Fuck that lil bitch from the back
Put the Actavis on her necklace
Young nigga can′t go outside, down bad with no cape
Fuck nigga I'm in my bag, copy that like break her, break her
Gimme that bag, gimme that bag
Gimme that bag, gimme that bag
Gimme that bag, gimme that bag
Gimme that bag, gimme that bag
Break her back, PF Chang
Fendi on my shirt I′m fresher than your dad
Big green star I can't go outside
I'm walking downtown with Kid Trunks he look like Jackie Chan
Kick, drip
Bitch, whip
Fuck they talkin′ ′bout?

She pop a perc and she get geeked up
Muscle all my money like a fucking Brink's Truck
Molly in her drink, watch her get geeked up
Muscle all my money like a fucking Brink′s Truck

I was tryna fuck on a freak bitch
A hunnid bitches on a boat, that's a freight ship
You was sipping on that fucking remix
I was tryna fuck on a freak bitch
I got bitches in my city they all hate me
I remember now that bitch ain′t wanna date me
All these grown-ass women tryna rape me (They tryna touch me)
They be 30, and I'm not even 18 (I′m not 18)
I was sippin' Wock in my day dream
Bitch I get the money on the fucking daily
I was sippin' Wock in my day dream
Bitch I get the money on the fucking daily
I was sippin′ Wock in my day dream
Bitch I get the money on the fucking daily
Fuck a opp
Hit a four flat
Bitch I whip the dope until my wrist ain′t go back
You a stain, we all know that
I check the ice up on your neck like it's a thermostat
Bitch I drip in my sleep
You can′t never see
Got a .30 next to me
It do whatever I please
If you talk down on me, they gon' put you on a tee
If you talk down on gang, hitta hit you where you eat

She pop a perc and she get geeked up
Muscle all my money like a fucking Brink′s Truck
Molly in her drink, watch her get geeked up
Muscle all my money like a fucking Brink's Truck
She pop a perc and she get geeked up
Muscle all my money like a fucking Brink′s Truck
Molly in her drink, watch her get geeked up
Muscle all my money like a fucking Brink's Truck, ya dig

Yeah, you know what I'm saying?
Know what I′m saying?
Gotta pop a percocet
She all fucked up right now
She fuck the whole gang
She gon′ get dogged down, know what I'm sayin′?
I don't give a fuck