​dream team lyrics

[Intro: Hella Sketchy]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Woah, woah

[Verse 1: Hella Sketchy]
Popped a bean, popped a bar like a Tic Tac
Swervin' foreigns in Japan off this loud pack
Bands on me shinin' all inside a Louis bag
VVS necklace, never catch me without my strap
Popped a bean, popped a bar like a Tic Tac
Swervin' foreigns in Japan off this loud pack
Bands on me shinin' all inside a Louis bag
VVS necklace, never catch me without my strap
Yeah, off a bar, off a bean now
People hit me up that never talked to me now
They see the glow comin' from me, Gucci jeans now
Actin' like they never see me look so clean, wow
Yeah, wow, oh, yeah
Gettin' to the guap, never messin' with no thot
People hit my phone like I forgot they were an opp
Countin' up my bands and you'll never see me stop

[Verse 2: Lil 4]
I got all these bands, all up in my face
Yeah, I just f*cked your b*tch, she gon' give me face
Yeah, b*tch, leave me alone, b*tch, get off my case
Yeah, bands on top of bands, b*tch, don't make me spray
Louis on my bag, yeah, Truey on my pants, yeah
Pull up smokin' gas, yeah, finessin' them bands, yeah
Louis on my bag, yeah, Truey on my pants, yeah
Pull up smokin' gas, yeah, finessin' them bands, yeah
[Verse 3: July]
b*tch, what the f*ck you want from me, my di*k? Yeah
I might run a plug, yeah, I might run a check, yeah
b*tches on my f*ckin' di*k wanna f*ck me for my clout
All these b*tches on my di*k, they wanna f*ck me for my fame
Yeah, b*tches on my di*k want me for the fame, yeah
All these b*tches on my di*k when I flex this sh*t, yeah
And this shawty on my di*k, she will not leave me alone, yeah
All these b*tches on my phone will not leave me alone, yeah
Aye, please get up off my phone, yeah
Aye, please, just leave me alone, yeah
Aye, b*tch won't get off my phone, yeah
Aye, b*tch won't get off my phone, yeah

[Verse 4: Glisten]
Yeah, you know it's Glisten, baby (Glisten, baby)
When I pull up, yeah, in new Mercedes ('cedes)
Yeah, I drive these b*tches crazy (drive these b*tches crazy)
All these b*tches wanna have my babies
Yeah, I ain't trustin' no thot, no, I won't (no thot)
Never f*ckin' with these lil thots, no, I don't
b*tch, I don't know where the rest have been, rest have been
n*ggas tryin' me will get the pole
Aye, I spent a lot for the fit (lot for the fit, yeah)
Aye, n*ggas said you never switched up, no, aye
C-Countin' money, so mixed up, aye, yeah
Xanny bar in the mixture
I'ma go and get it, yeah, I'ma rep the team, yeah
b*tch, you know I'm with it, yeah, and my n*ggas with it, yeah
They might go and get to you, n*gga, you can't run (run)
Do this sh*t for fun, what?
[Verse 5: Lil Wintr]
b*tch, I'm Lil Wintr, yeah, I'm swervin' in the whip
All my jewels around my neck cost a band and a brick, yeah
All these hoes mad 'cause I ain't givin' no di*k
Half my money in the safe, flexin' bands the rest of it, yeah
Smokin' loud, smokin' packs in the foreign
Swervin' downtown with my girl, yeah
Flexin' all my dough, yeah
b*tches mad and all them know that I be guapped with the racks
Got my shooters with the Macs
I'll be famous and that's facts
Hey, what's up, hello
I'll be coppin' all that dro
How much guap I'm making, b*tch, that's all y'all really want to know, yeah
Getting straight A's, not in school but in the rap game
b*tches f*ck up off my di*k, I ain't gon' tend to you before the fame
b*tch, I'm Lil Wintr, yeah, I'm swervin' in the whip
All my jewels around my neck cost a band and a brick, yeah
All these hoes mad, 'cause I ain't givin' no di*k
Half my money in the safe, flexin' bands the rest of it, yeah

[Verse 6: Lil Paycheck]
She in love with me, she love double G
I can't trust no opp, no, I can't trust no opp
Don't talk to no cop, no, don't talk to no cop
n*ggas say they real, but them n*ggas, they gon' pop
Same n*ggas cruel, they gon' f*ck up all your thots
f*ck up all your thots, I can't trust no thot
I just want my bands, I just want my guap
[Verse 7: Kevin Kazi]
b*tch, I count my bands, b*tch I run it up
All my, all my, all my exes mad, to be honest, I don't give a f*ck
n*ggas on some snake sh*t, money, I'ma chase it
Pockets on swole, baby, we're totally complacent
Motorola shawty, Samsung juggin' from the lines
Backwood blunts, I can't open up my eyes
PayPal guala, all my bands Wi-Fi
.22 Glock, put three bullets in your spine

[Verse 8: MARCELO]
All these b*tches talkin', yeah, they ain't with that walking
I been on this by myself, no one here to help
Ridin' with my shawty in my whip, don't f*ck with no one
Don't talk to me no more 'cause you and I are movin' on
On, yeah, I'm movin' on
All these b*tches want me, you can't f*ckin' stop me
I'ma keep it lowkey, get out my way, I'm goin'
Hop off my boat I'm rowin'
All my diamonds on me showing
Stuntin' all over you
Call my Uber to the group
Spent a payment on the coupe
Flexin' up for my crew
They not speakin' 'bout the truth
f*ck with me, you gon' lose
They just sleepin', yeah they snooze
Ride for me, win or lose
Well, I'll let you choose (choose, choose, choose)
Well, I'll let you choose (let you choose)
Oh, I'll let you choose
Well, I'll let you choose