[Intro]

Phew

R.I.P. Fat Pat

Ghetto Dreams

[Chorus]

Three days I'm off the percs

Gucci all on the purse

Cocoa right by her ear

I’m swerving right by a deer

These niggas hella broke

Get they ass out of here

Vision on 20/20 but I'm living next year

[Verse]

My drip from next year

My clothes from next year

My weed be loud as fuck, singing like Maxwell

I count the check well

I'll come when that shit cleared

Lil’ boy, yeah I'm top tier

Get his ass out of here

Y'all niggas small soldiers

Pull up in Range Rovеr

Now all this shit over

I'm not gon die sober

Shе got a pumpkin like October

Turn your partner to organ doner

I'm good friends with a grower

Why would I fuck you over?

RP's up on my stomach

They 60s, they not a hunnid

Chris Brown, I make 'em run it

I'm counting all the hunnids

Most of these bitches lovely

I make ’em do the Dougie

Keep a pole just like Crazy Girls

This is a crazy world

All of my niggas thorough

Fuck niggas make me hurl

Sip slime and now I slur

DC get money, durr

I got a lot of problems

Fuck niggas is not one

Arsenal, all ‘em guns

Tinted the window, pun

[Chorus]

Three days I’m off the percs

Gucci all on the purse

Cocoa right by her ear

I'm swerving right by a deer

These niggas hella broke

Get they ass out of here

Vision on 20/20 but I’m living next year