Текст песни Fantasy - Yung Lean , Lil Flash

Leandoer!

I don't want to hurt you, moving 'round in circles
Will do if I have to, all I do is work you
I got Gs on Gs like burgers, move it 'round like lurkers
I lost all my urges, pink Polo, paint a circus
Insert money, insert through, life is like a drive thru
I guess I could die soon, I feel like a typhoon
Smell like weed and perfume, smurf, blue pills like swirls
All I smoke is herbal, Pradas, them be purple
Mailbox clean, Donald Duck lungs
I need a million dollars, not some bucks, son
Duck 1, duck 2, paint a truck, son
When we roll up, Gucci mats on my truck, son
We'll come from pop anthrax, Air Max, we got 10 stacks
I be smokin' tear gas, Percocet, that's a fear fact
Yeah, I got my gear back, don't hold tears from years back
Talkin', we don't hear that
Fallin' off, we don't fear that

I'm smokin' on nitrous oxide
Holdin' shit down, I got mine
My eyes red just like a stop sign
I'm number 1, not no Top 5
I'm Blood Gang, Cap Gang, 4L
Pills, weed, molly, Xanax for sale
Got shooters out South, you don't know well
They'll pull up right to your doorbell
I'm too iced out, I'm a snowman
Oh, ride in the foreign, get low ragged
I'm out in Chiraq where it's cold at
Went two nights and blow caps
Yeah, Glo Gang, I own that
Pull up on your block, blow your skull cap
And I ain't really with no romance
'Cause I'm too busy callin' up the dope man
Shooters all on my roster
The whole team tryna get sponsored
I'm jumpin' shit, Travis Barker
Your blunt is like a pencil, mine's a marker, whaa
And I see you're a talker
So to shut ya ass up will be a motherfuckin' honor
It's me and Young Lean overseas
Smokin' dope, eatin' on some shrimp and lobster, whaa