Dreaming Dead by Amos Arija Lyrics
(And im still back on this bitch)
Send shots, hitting head shots
Getting head, top, from a bitch i don't know
NADA
Drinking hella shots, passing out on double cups
Ran away, now they think that im lost (aye)
Im dripping blood on my shoes
Im looking at you from the top
Eating chicken without sauce (aye)
Running from the ops, when i see you call the cops
We gon' leave you counting stars
Fuck, shit, i won't flick, you want flex and she want sex (x3)
Fuck, shit, i won't flick, you want flex and she want
(and then the beats stops)
(this finna' go crazy, lets go)
Fuck this trash shit, i want sick shit, she want suck dick
I won't fuck shit, im not gon' tell you how im felling
So just listen, im gon' be raising without stealing
I found the ceiling, so you can throw what you appealing
(so you can throw what you appealing x2)
Send shots, hitting head shots
Getting head, top, from a bitch i don't know
NADA
Drinking hella shots, passing out on double cups
Ran away, now they think that im lost (aye)
Im dripping blood on my shoes
Im looking at you from the top
Eating chicken without sauce (aye)
Running from the ops, when i see you call the cops
We gon' leave you counting stars
Fuck, shit, i won't flick, you want flex and she want sex (x3)
Fuck, shit, i won't flick, you want flex and she want
(and then the beats stops)
(this finna' go crazy, lets go)
Fuck this trash shit, i want sick shit, she want suck dick
I won't fuck shit, im not gon' tell you how im felling
So just listen, im gon' be raising without stealing
I found the ceiling, so you can throw what you appealing
(so you can throw what you appealing x2)