living Dream Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
I rock Givenchy and I rock Balenci, its diamonds that all on my throat uhh
Nigga ain't want no smoke with a nigga like me cause that choppa on go uhh
Know that bitch gon' blow huh, none of these niggas want smoke huh
I got that choppa it blow huh, I got that choppa it blow
I just be counting the blue, might count some pink too
Put that hoe in Givenchy, all in Balenci, you know we rocking that uhh
Ouu, living dream huh pinch me, I put the dick in her kidney
Im getting racks, I'm like gimme, I'm counting hundred's and fifty's
You want the Glock, I want the semi, I got the chop shooting at beanies
Swerve on the block, swerving in Bentley's, shoot at his top he stiff like a jimmy
You know we swerving in cats, them nigga's be so damn down bad
Don't get it twisted like plaits, you know V'ert gon' get to that bag
(bow, bow, bow) uhh (bl-bl-blow) Bitch
I got these diamonds they brown, I got this chop, 100 round
Im feeling safe and sound unh
Nigga's they stealing my sound, I am a star, they in the background unh
I am a dog like a hound, I'm getting money the shit was bound unh
Rich, Bitches all on dick
I got racks with a Glock on my hip, keep a cooling kit, huh
Bitches go out sad, I can't go like that
Suck that dick girl please don't gag, then we'll get that bag
You know I put that shit on, you know I walk, that drip on
Got a double cup but lean ion sip on
Run up bitch, I don't condone aye
I rock Givenchy and I rock Balenci, its diamonds that all on my throat uhh
Nigga ain't want no smoke with a nigga like me cause that choppa on go uhh
Know that bitch gon' blow huh, none of these niggas want smoke huh
I got that choppa it blow huh, I got that choppa it blow
I just be counting the blue, might count some pink too
Put that hoe in Givenchy, all in Balenci, you know we rocking that uhh
Ouu, living dream huh pinch me, I put the dick in her kidney
Im getting racks, I'm like gimme, I'm counting hundred's and fifty's
You want the Glock, I want the semi, I got the chop shooting at beanies
Swerve on the block, swerving in Bentley's, shoot at his top he stiff like a jimmy
You know we swerving in cats, them nigga's be so damn down bad
Don't get it twisted like plaits, you know V'ert gon' get to that bag
Hey hey
Hey hey, oh oh oh way
Oh oh oh way