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slim jesus – dream$ lyrics

[produced by miiikxy]

[verse]
i just scored a 8th so you know i gotta pour up
i smell like designer, your man throw like throw up
put me on your song, that lil b-tch gon’ blow up
every time i do a feature, my prices they go up
hundred band jug, put 50 on my wrist
take the other 50 and make that b-tch flip
he ain’t on his job, i can take his b-tch
that hoe got that bomb like a terrorist
freshest it’s on the scene, these hoes wanna know us
she wanna smoke my weed, she told me to roll up
i said give me top, she said i need to grow up
b-tch i got them bands, i told her to glo up
pistol on my hip, [?] on my waist
f-ckboy talking sh-t, pistol in his face
these b-tches say they love me, i keep a poker face
you say that you high but i’m in outer sp-ce
when i’m at the top i ain’t finna switch
first i cop the drop then i scoop your b-tch
rubberband junky, i love hitting licks
keep that straight drop, your plug hit or miss
i pull up in foriegns, b-tch your car on e
you ain’t got no money, but boy don’t talk to me
what i’m smoking on, that’s that sour d
you say that’s your girl, why she on top of me?
rubberband gang, i keep that knot on me
b-tch it’s [?] not no [?]
i am not a stain, ain’t no robbing me
32 shots, i keep that glock on me
purple in my cup, yeah i’m sipping lean
he thought he was savage til he seen that beam
i was on the block posted with my team
we was looking b-mmy, now we living dreams

- slim jesus lyrics

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