Dreams Lyrics

Your money is little I get it

I get it, I get it

I get it, I get it

I get it, I get it

You know that I get it

You know that I get it

Your money is little

Your money is little I get it

Taking shots and we knock off his fitted

I said it one time just forget it

I'm never lacking my niggas stay with it

I count up my money I count up my racks you know that I count up my green

Know that we aim at his bean

I'm getting famous I seen in my dreams

Know that my niggas they pull up, attack and you now that I'm beating her back

She look like a egg so I might have to crack and I'm throwing them bullets like Dak

I call her D-Line cause she up on the edge and you know that she getting that sack

Dropping this shit get a plaque

Recording this shit on my Mac

Shorty she looking so fine, I told her come here

I'm putting these racks to my ear

Know that we leave him in fear

Your view is obstructed my nigga my vison is clear

Niggas just all on my side

Shorty she go for a ride

Know that my niggas gone' glide

Niggas gone glide

Niggas gone fly

Lil shorty why would I lie

We rolling it up and we smoking the joint and my niggas you know we stay high

We filling arenas, we bumping that shit and you that they phones in the sky

Know that I look in her eye

Two wavy just till' I die

You niggas is sweet like a skittle

Meet me like phone in the middle

I hang with my bros like I'm riddle

Bitch in the back and I'm making her giggle

You like a dog and I'm giving you kibble

We double the cup I mean triple

You stressing a rack so I already know that your motherfuckin' money is little

Your money is little I get it

Taking shots and we knock off his fitted

I said it one time just forget it

I'm never lacking my niggas stay with it

I count up my money I count up my racks you know that I count up my green

Know that we aim at his bean

I'm getting famous I seen in my dreams