Dope Boy Dreams ft. Igho Fundz, King Coco & Mickey Chris Lyrics

Fast cars, fast cars

Fast cars, fast cars, fast cars

Rrrah rraah

Dopeboys dreams alive

Mm, mm, yeah, yeah

Yeah yeah

Dopeboy dreams alive

Dopeboy dreams alive

Dopeboy dreams alive

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

All the way to the top

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Dopeboy dreams alive

Dopeboy dreams alive

Dopeboy dreams alive

Yeah, this shit for real, man, dopeboy shit

Yeah, I told my niggas, yeah, go get your bread, man

Yeah, we dope

Rockin' us, can't offend the shit, man

Yeah, I'm fuckin' dope, man, call me Igho Fundz mhen

Pullin' up on a foreign shit, man

Yeah, yeah

All the way to the top

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Dopeboy dreams alive

Dopeboy dreams alive

Dopeboy dreams of alive

Fast cars, fast cars

Fast cars, fast cars, fast cars

Dopeboy dreams alive

Mm, mm, yeah, yeah

Dopeboy dreams alive

Dopeboy dreams alive

Okay, dopeboy dreams alive

Yeah, dopeboy dreams of alive

Now, yeah, I got my cash

Now, yeah, I got my cash

I'm gettin' my cash, I'm flippin' away

I'm stackin' the dope

I'm makin' my millions

Every day, the bitch want me

I've been drivin' off foreign shit

Pull up in the Rari

The roli in my wrist, bitch

I've been shinin' bright, bright

Every day with Bright, yeah

Every day with Lite, yeah

Every day we makin' cash

Pull up in some foreign shit

Yeah, yeah

On my way to the top

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Dopeboy dreams alive

Dopeboy dreams alive

Dopeboy dreams alive

Fast cars, fast cars

Fast cars, fast cars

Dopeboy dreams alive

Mm, mm, yeah, yeah

Dopeboy dreams alive

Dopeboy dreams alive

Boy, uh, uh, uh, uh

Sittin' on top

All my haters dead, uh, uh

If you snooze, you lose

Manifestin' this, uh, uh

I go like two, four, seven, bitch, I run

I'm a star, though

And you know

Got my talent, though

Hublot cost a lot

And you know hooo

Big Osioh is a king in this bitch

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Fast cars, fast cars

Fast cars, fast cars

Fast cars, fast cars

Love gets you killed

My love keeps me alive

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

On my way to the top

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Dopeboy dreams alive

Dopeboy dreams alive

Dopeboy dreams alive

Hmmm Yeah, see,

when you see me call me spy

Man them Killing shit with the road bill, yeah

Put that shit with an outside, man

Then we drill that wip with a capsized man

Everything we do is legit man

We do that shit back-to-back,

Man fallin with a Honda shit huh

With a London shit, man

Two, two, three, we hit that opps Now we destroy dem man

Tell that shit, we don't rock that shit man, say gat it

Yeah say i come back from the ghetto

Me I run back to the racks doe

Where I kill them with the bankroll

Hmm, with the bankroll

Yeah, yeah

On my way to the top

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Dopeboy dreams alive

Dopeboy dreams alive

Dopeboy dreams alive

Uh uh

Eh yea

Rockin' Givenchy, rockin' the Fendi

Yeah, my n***a, you know it's real

Got these hoes around, I drive my Benz

And I'm just fuckin' lite

Yea you know we got this shit,

Oooh ooh ooh ooh

rock that shit tonight we do these hoes party in the club

All these hoes be hoeing

All these bitches walkin' around, they're lookin' for money

This Dopeboy shit n***a,

yeah you know

I'm just makin' billy

I count the billies and the zillies

and I'm feelin' lit

Yeah, yeah

On my way to the top

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Dopeboy dreams alive

Dopeboy dreams alive

Dopeboy dreams alive

Mm-hmm

Yeah, yeah

Dopeboy dreams alive