Fantasy (feat. Tae Garcons)

I've been too geeked up
Purple that's in my cup, yeah that just some mud
We pourin' up damn that shit hurting my gut
Got me now, they all wanna know my name
I'm burning up, heard they tryna take my flame
Niggas ain't got' no shade
Wearing Givenchy down to my leg
I'm in the bed with your hoe
She giving me head, tellin' me she love my dreads
She lovin' the way that my money spread
I get in the McLaren, my tires are shreddin'
I get in my zone, I don't get lightheaded
One look at my jewelry, now she gettin' wet
Keep on that love, I ain't havin' no wedding
No way, no way, no way
Get racks, get racks, get bucks, get racks
Yeah, I'mma get to countin' up
Yeah, your hoe, she fantasize about us, bout us
Thinkin' bout me, whippin' her, in a Bentley truck
Like what who yeah, like who, who, who
Ain't never heard that name
I don't know who's you, you, you
It ain't my fault that me and Tae goin' up
I been gettin' bucks, I been gettin' bucks
I been countin' up, I been countin' up
Addicted to these bands, that's my only true love
Cashin' out, now I'm sippin' lean
I'm poppin' X, Fantasy
I spend the most, on designer jeans
2C-B, that's what I want, yeah
I got aim in my firearm, tat my neck
And my right arm, Intratec, that's my rifle