Bad Dreams - Keshore, Blatz, CAIROXVI.

Ay, ay, It be like bad dreams, ay, ay

It be like bad dreams, ay, ay

It be like bad dreams, ay, wait

It be like bad dreams

Where the gas at, uh

420, my little nigga, where the gas pack, uh

Be like bad dreams, uh

Where the gas at, uh

420, my little nigga, where the gas pack, uh

Be like bad dreams, uh

Where the gas at, uh

420, my little nigga, where the gas pack, uh

Be like bad dreams, uh

Where the gas at, uh

420, my little nigga, where the gas pack, uh uh

Lost my sister bout a week, uh, that shit was sad, bruh

Motorola phone, mama, she got hear a last calls

Wakin' up from bad dreams alone, inside my mind, bruh

Crazy like a metro, lil' baby I call it Keith, uh

Shawty in the back, and she not rocking any Gucci

Got Vans up all on her feet

'Cause we off the wall every week, uh uh uh

Ballin' boy no stop, uh

Stop trusting pussy every time it hits the mid-month in exception of you

Please stop smokin' weed and I might dream it vivid

Psych, nigga, I been gassin' like I’m Marco wit' it

German cars never rented, pay attention

Me and KESHORE goin' up like a damn high suspension

Forty-six, Hunnid-forty-six shit, bitch

30 make 'em dip quick, like a chicken strip bitch

Racks up in them backpack

And maybe get back back

Same place where the cash at

Where we keep them straps at

Drop the

Start runnin' the bands up

I’m talkin' while my hands up

'Cause I ain’t gettin' blammed, ya

So, could you please comfort me

'Cause I got all these bad dreams, like all these bad dreams

I got like all these bad dreams

Ay, ay, ay, it be like bad dreams, uh

Where the gas at, uh

420, my little nigga, where the gas pack, uh

Be like bad dreams, uh

Where the gas at, uh

420, my little nigga, where the gas pack, uh

Be like bad dreams, uh

Where the gas at, uh

420, my little nigga, where the gas pack, uh

Be like bad dreams, uh

Where the gas at, uh

420, my little nigga, where the gas pack, ay ay

I’m asking who are you, I think I need a reminder

This leather jacket on, make me look like Ghost Rider

That bitch fantasize me without no attire

We get to my house, lay her out like recliner

Silly bitch, uh, silly bitch, uh

She thinkin' I love her, she called me ignorant, uh

She must think on different incidents, uh

I’m smokin' the cookie, countin' the dividends, uh

So much ice on my neck, it keepin' me shiverin', uh

Glock cuttin' through your ligaments

Glock on my wrist, shimmerin'

Walk away, I lost my ignorance, ay

B.B. belt, Michael Phelps

Swimmin' in that pussy, ay

She touch my belt, told her I might melt

Don’t overlook me

I’m a young

200 a show, so book, bitch

These demons in my head got me on the edge, so don’t push

It be like bad dreams, uh

Where the gas at, uh

420, my little nigga, where the gas pack, uh

Be like bad dreams, uh

Where the gas at, uh

420, my little nigga, where the gas pack, uh

Be like bad dreams, uh

Where the gas at, uh

420, my little nigga, where the gas pack, uh

Be like bad dreams, uh

Where the gas at, uh

420, my little nigga, where the gas pack, ay ay