Dope Boy Dreams

[Chorus: YFN Lucci]

I got snakes all in my lawn so I gotta watch where I step

Everywhere I go I'm armed

Gangsta move in silence

Say umm I'm so calm

Say my palm keep itchin

[Verse 1: YFN Lucci]

I gotta get it

Riding round trynna get it

A dead man Im at they head man

Watch what you say man

You'll be a dead man before eleven

The mac eleven my best friend

And that F&N like my left hand

And it pump off in my sweatpants

Make a mess man I swear

I got a whole lot of these jeans

These balmains all that I wear

Gold bottoms, this gold all on me

Try to take it, I dare

Know Im strapped up in here

Know my nigga Killa in here

Know if anything pop off

We gon let some shots off

Fuck around catch a body in here

It was no other way

We had no time to play

Feel like I’m already late

Tell me who round this way

Shots straight pass everybody

They couldn't climb this way

Everywhere I change the climate

Look at my Diamonds bae

[Chorus: YFN Lucci]

I got snakes all in my lawn

So I gotta watch where I step

See I step in foreign

Every shoe giuseppe

I got 8 whips in all

I got 8 whips they all cost

All my shit clean

Shit yeen even seen I dont even wear

I sip so much lean

My shit clean

I don't even share

Dope Boy Dreams

Hustle by any means

Nigga I swear

[Verse 2: YFN Kay]

Grew up in the trenches

Two cups of sydneys

Might fuck up my kidneys

Rolleys and bentleys

I dreamed about rolleys and bentleys

Made a nigga go and get it

I just had to go get it

On the ground with time

I know that the story was written

And they ain't thought it was written

Killer back in beast mode

Might turn ya chest into a B pole

More paper than King Cole

Scraps under my mink coat

Too many Glocks in here

You don’t want problems in here

No talking its silent in here

You will get swallowed in here

Remixing the drink like fuck what you thought

Love finessing the bank

I hustle like frank

Did what everybody can’t

I’m on the bullshit send a  nigga to the pulpit

If you told them then pull it and no said if it ain’t no true shit

[Chorus: YFN Lucci]

I got snakes all in my lungs

So i gotta watch where i step

See i step in foreign

Every shoe Giuseppe

I got 8 whips in all

I got 8 whips they all cost

All my shit clean

Shit you ain't even seen I dont even wear

I sip so much lean

My shit so clean

I don't even share

Dope Boy Dreams

Hustle by any means

Nigga I swear