DREAMS by D3.Li.C8 Lyrics

Hook :

I am a Nigga in Paris
I might rob these kardashians
Your bitch, thinks I'm barbarian
Cause when I hit it I'm wildin
Dropped a xan in my cola
Pop a perc I need onyx
My livers drowning that's tragic
Man like Orlando I got magic (ײ)

Refrain :

Now tell me the truth
You said the drugs keep you happy
Promethazine & That Coca
Man Why these hoes hella nappy
Hop in an Phantom then....Ha!
You'll never catch me
Fuck the 12, nigga Fuck em
They always thirsty for the info
Verse 1 :

Light it up propane
Mixing sprite with that stillpane
Drop the top now I'm getting head
Swerve swerve then she deepthroat
I took your bitch like I'm Deebo
Boy it's lit you can see the smoke
I'm uncle sauce, you already know
Got my brand new 23's on
Ain't no Scottie in the playoffs
Triple doubles like I'm Westbrook
But still, Fear the beard, man shit
Whoa, J. Harden w the wrist
Chef curry whipped a dish
Throw it down like Le'bron
Watch me pile up my wins
While you counting your losses

Hook :

I am a Nigga in Paris
I might rob these kardashians
Your bitch, thinks I'm barbarian
Cause when I hit it I'm wildin
Dropped a xan in my cola
Pop a perc I need onyx
My livers drowning that's tragic
Man like Orlando I got magic (ײ)
[Verse 2]

I got that magic and
No, my name ain't Mike
But I got Jordan and she ain't 23
And she just making my wood hard
Nah, nigga not my life bruh
Tell what you think of us
Cause it feels like a bluff
Enigma, he produced it

Outro :

Dreams, dreams, dreams, dreams
Dreams of... ( f**king ya b*tch )
Dreams of... ( smashing ya b*tch )
Dreams of robbing the Kardashians
Dreams of f**cking your ...