fever dream Lyrics

Yea

What up?

You ever just like woke up

Uh huh

And everything was on some like fever dream type shit?

Not really bruh, yea, what, yea

I can't really tell you cause I'm fucked up

Lil shawty don't wanna me win, she say I lucked up

Say fuck that trick, four inside my cup love

Just a dope head, she ain't real, she like them fake drugs

Ride that shit like moped

But I just want the cake love

Wake up, and then I'm bout to takeoff

And RIP to Takeoff, I lay low I'm paranoid

In a void, everything I avoid it

Where's my spliff?

And aye lil bruh I need some money where's my split?

I say aye lil bruh I need some money, you ain't make sense

Man I'm tryna slow down ride round with a tint

I can't do no fishbowl, girl you riding round with him

I pull up with Fuego, got that forty on him

If you sit at this table got to be a champion

But all my friends are dead I ain't tryna be one of them

Yea dead are all my friends they mixed drugs with the hen

Tryna reach a new high, we all lie just to live

Man I miss being a kid, yea (why)

Chilling at the jungle gym (yea)

But fuck that, bitch I'm on one (wait)

Chilling in the darkness just like Gotham

If you wanna fuck round

We can drive by like possum

Bodies fall like autumn

Talking yea it cost him

Big boy just like golem

I ain't ever solemn

Just a rock boy punk star imma problem

Yea I'm a problem

Aye, wait, yea, aye, why, aye, yea

Aye, yea, bitch I'm balling

Yea, wait, Yung Crusha shot caller

I should win an Oscar

I should win a Grammy

I need every single bitch to drop their panties

Poured a two inside a deuce and then I rolled a Dutch

I don't only fuck with bitches I just wanna make love

I just wanna take drugs, party till my days up

If you really fuck with me you'll probably fucking take one