Lyrics Dreaming - T.W.I.N.
Audemar
dreaming,
double
cup
feening
If
he
broke
tell
him
back
back
Diamonds
they
beaming,
patnas
they
scheming
Turn
that
boy
into
a
hashtag
Green
whip
speeding,
ain′t
no
speaking
Spend
a
band
and
get
the
cash
back
Big
boy
moves,
just
like
a
library
Then
put
them
clothes
in
a
trash
bag
I
want
them
bands,
I
want
that
cash
I
want
that
new
money
Flooding
my
wrist,
freezing
my
neck
Diamonds
they
shine
on
me
I
need
a
grill,
I
need
some
rings,
Imma
go
to
Johnny
Take
me
a
trip,
make
sure
it's
private
Go
where
they
can′t
find
me
I
been,
dreaming
bout
racks
Dreaming
bout
plaques
and
shit
Cash
out
the
max
Can't
let
em
tax,
and
shit
New
whip
waxed
Bought
dickie
slacks,
and
shit
Heard
him
say
slatt,
Do
he
not
know
where
he
at?
well
shit
Time
to
wake
him
up
Tell
that
boy
he
outta
luck
Make
him
feel
stuck
Count
to
three
then
duck
Run
like
Forest
Gump
Got
him
whining
like
a
pup
He
said
this
can't
be
a
dream
Damn
right
its
a
dub
Can′t
choose
a
dream,
can′t
choose
a
nightmare
Niggas
tote
guns,
cause
niggas
don't
fight
fair
Knock
his
ass
out,
he
gon
spend
the
whole
night
there
Stress
the
whole
block,
we
gon
give
that
boy
white
hair
Audemar
dreaming,
double
cup
feening
If
he
broke
tell
him
back
back
Diamonds
they
beaming,
patnas
they
scheming
Turn
that
boy
into
a
hashtag
Green
whip
speeding,
ain′t
no
speaking
Spend
a
band
and
get
the
cash
back
Big
boy
moves,
just
like
a
library
Then
put
them
clothes
in
a
trash
bag
I
want
them
bands,
I
want
that
cash
I
want
that
new
money
Flooding
my
wrist,
freezing
my
neck
Diamonds
they
shine
on
me
I
need
a
grill,
I
need
some
rings
Imma
go
to
Johnny
Take
me
a
trip,
make
sure
it's
private
Go
where
they
can′t
find
me
Whipping
and
swerving
and
shit
in
my
dreams
I
just
took
one
for
the
team
All
types
of
strangers
it
must
be
a
theme
I
ain't
gon
let
them
boys
scheme
I
had
a
dream
he
was
talking
to
opps
Damn
I
couldn′t
believe
it
Ghetto
angels
taking
me
to
the
top
Damn,
I
hope
they
don't
leave
me
They
told
me
to
step
back
I
respect
that
How
you
ask
for
advice
then
don't
never
use
it
Where
I′m
going
need
a
jetpack,
don′t
get
swept
back
I
ain't
have
no
helping
hand
got
me
out
here
CLUE-less
Creeping
up
I
made
em
get
back,
nigga
hit
back
How
you
repping
for
yo
street
boy
you
really
useless
Hella
weight
had
me
bent
back,
it
got
sent
back
They
calling
me
the
bad
guy
cause
I′m
ruthless
Can't
choose
a
dream,
can′t
choose
a
nightmare
Niggas
tote
guns,
cause
niggas
don't
fight
fair
Knock
his
ass
out,
he
gon
spend
the
whole
night
there
Stress
the
whole
block,
we
gon
give
that
boy
white
hair
Audemar
dreaming,
double
cup
feening
If
he
broke
tell
him
back
back
Diamonds
they
beaming,
patnas
they
scheming
Turn
that
boy
into
a
hashtag
Green
whip
speeding,
ain′t
no
speaking
Spend
a
band
and
get
the
cash
back
Big
boy
moves,
just
like
a
library
Then
put
them
clothes
in
a
trash
bag
I
want
them
bands,
I
want
that
cash
I
want
that
new
money
Flooding
my
wrist,
freezing
my
neck
Diamonds
they
shine
on
me
I
need
a
grill,
I
need
some
rings
Imma
go
to
Johnny
Take
me
a
trip,
make
sure
its
private
Go
where
they
can't
find
me
Attention! Feel free to leave feedback.