"Dream Girl" lyrics
I love money, I don't love bitches
Fuck bitches, fuck bitches, fuck bitches, fuck bitches
My nigga, we don't fuck... with ya
So why you fuck with us?
I believed in you, should've told me you had a seed in you
This whole time you was frontin' and I ain't see it in you
Now I'm thinkin' what was you doin' when I ain't sleep with you
Now your toothbrush is my new Jordan cleaner
I know what a ten is, you not Serena
(Yeah)
You was supposed to be my dream girl
(Aye)
Two-seater, for me and you in a-
You was supposed to be my dream girl
Thought you was legit, you really wasn't
I was down on my dick and you ain't offer niggas nothing
Came from the struggle to designer on my bunions
Streets ain't healthy for my soul, I'm infatuated with thuggin'
Free Max and baby Maxx too
Spoke upon my name then got it tattooed
Used to have a title now she ran through
She left to go find something that was real, I would've fagged too
I been missing pops, I'm in my foreign reminiscing bout him
Move around him, ain't worth a sentence so I ain't down
He talk his mouth off on instagram and that's the way they found em
No face, hit his esophagus just for perpetuating
Popped a nigga, right when I bought the blick so I had to trade it
Bussin' plays, I gotta make sure that my dreams straight
And every time my homies wasn't eating, I would share a plate
Funking with the whole city, so I ride with Drac
You ain't never seen that body fall right in front your face
I done seen that mode in twice and I'm the cause of it
The homies going if I tell 'em, 'cause they all love me
Designer stepping, I remember we was all bummy
It was me, Pookie, Leek and Rob on the yard thuggin'
It's unconditional, you ever see me step on something
Ain't comfortable around a nigga that ain't step on nothing
On Damoo, I get the drop, I'm spinning for my brother
Don't sucker sit up in them pics, you gon' get stretched because it
I never knew my bro would change until we popped that case
They hid at motors but was blind so I ain't see the snake
I coulda put that nigga on, he ran off with some change
But I brought that nigga 'round so ima take the blame
Ain't have a lot but momma deuce made sure we had enough
Put that baggage on yo head, lil' bro gon' snatch it up
Been EBK since I was twelve, I'm still banging bloods
Pushing up on flies at the market like they was popping cuz
But now I'm like, "What the fuck, nigga?"
I love money, I don't love bitches
(It's your money, I don't love bitches)
Fuck bitches, D.T.B., no, I don't trust bitches
(Fuck bitches, D.T.B., no, I don't trust bitches)
Fuck bitches, D.T.B., no, I don't trust bitches
(D.T.B., no, I don't fuck with ya)
(Yeah)
Fuck bitches, fuck bitches, fuck bitches, fuck bitches
My nigga, we don't fuck... with ya
So why you fuck with us?
I believed in you, should've told me you had a seed in you
This whole time you was frontin' and I ain't see it in you
Now I'm thinkin' what was you doin' when I ain't sleep with you
Now your toothbrush is my new Jordan cleaner
I know what a ten is, you not Serena
(Yeah)
You was supposed to be my dream girl
(Aye)
Two-seater, for me and you in a-
You was supposed to be my dream girl
Thought you was legit, you really wasn't
I was down on my dick and you ain't offer niggas nothing
Came from the struggle to designer on my bunions
Streets ain't healthy for my soul, I'm infatuated with thuggin'
Free Max and baby Maxx too
Spoke upon my name then got it tattooed
Used to have a title now she ran through
She left to go find something that was real, I would've fagged too
I been missing pops, I'm in my foreign reminiscing bout him
Move around him, ain't worth a sentence so I ain't down
He talk his mouth off on instagram and that's the way they found em
No face, hit his esophagus just for perpetuating
Popped a nigga, right when I bought the blick so I had to trade it
Bussin' plays, I gotta make sure that my dreams straight
And every time my homies wasn't eating, I would share a plate
Funking with the whole city, so I ride with Drac
You ain't never seen that body fall right in front your face
I done seen that mode in twice and I'm the cause of it
The homies going if I tell 'em, 'cause they all love me
Designer stepping, I remember we was all bummy
It was me, Pookie, Leek and Rob on the yard thuggin'
It's unconditional, you ever see me step on something
Ain't comfortable around a nigga that ain't step on nothing
On Damoo, I get the drop, I'm spinning for my brother
Don't sucker sit up in them pics, you gon' get stretched because it
I never knew my bro would change until we popped that case
They hid at motors but was blind so I ain't see the snake
I coulda put that nigga on, he ran off with some change
But I brought that nigga 'round so ima take the blame
Ain't have a lot but momma deuce made sure we had enough
Put that baggage on yo head, lil' bro gon' snatch it up
Been EBK since I was twelve, I'm still banging bloods
Pushing up on flies at the market like they was popping cuz
But now I'm like, "What the fuck, nigga?"
I love money, I don't love bitches
(It's your money, I don't love bitches)
Fuck bitches, D.T.B., no, I don't trust bitches
(Fuck bitches, D.T.B., no, I don't trust bitches)
Fuck bitches, D.T.B., no, I don't trust bitches
(D.T.B., no, I don't fuck with ya)
(Yeah)
