Dream Mode lyrics

[Part I: Dream Mode]

[Intro: Robb Bank$]
Yuh
Woo, woo, woo, yuh
Woo, woo, woo, uh
Woo, woo, woo, woo, yuh
Let's go, uh, oo, woo, woo
Uh, let's go
I got Nuri, yuh, uh, yuh, uh, uh
Yuh, yuh, you dig
Uh, yuh, rah, woo, woo, woo, woo
SSET, uh, SSET, uh
SSET, uh, SSET, uh, uh, uh
SSET, rah, SSET, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Rich Gang, let's go

[Verse 1: Robb Bank$]
I could drive your b*tch 'round in the Aston (Yuh), Martin (Yuh)
I was just in first class off a Percocet (Yuh), nauseous (Yuh)
You gon' suck my di*k until you throw up (Yuh), barf it (SSET)
She gon' hit my phone all night and I ain't gon' (Brr) call back (Yuh)
Twenty sack, thirty sack (Yuh), hit a n*gga phone (Yuh)
n*gga, you the biggest cap, talkin' to these hoes (Yuh)
I ain't with the chit chat, I c*ck it back and blow (Yuh, yuh)
Break her like a Kit Kat, I split her up in 4s (Brr, let's go)
[Chorus: Robb Bank$]
I'm in Dream Mode (Yuh), I'm in Dream Mode (Yuh, yuh)
I'm in Dream Mode (Yuh, yuh), I'm in Dream Mode (Yuh, SSET)
I'm in Beast Mode (SSET)
f*ckin' on pink toe (SSET), what the f*ck you mean, ho (Shoot)
Paper on me like Kinko (Ah, ah, you dig)

[Verse 2: Robb Bank$]
Chinese, backflips (Yuh), n*gga, check your atlas (Ah, yuh, yuh)
Oriental b*tches, I had worldwide passion (Yuh, yuh, yuh, let's go)
Japanese, bad vibes (Let's go), Lebanese, smash out (Cha ching)
Ate a Chinese ho out (Let's get it), now Cantonese my language (let's get it, let's get it, go)
They gon' need your background (Tuh), n*gga, check my background (Yuh, huh)
Wanna lay your mans down (Yuh, tuh), shot whoever in the background (Grr, grr, grr)
On private jets now (Yuh), Mean Girls my b*tch now (SSET, SSET, SSET)
Weather girl, her tits wild (SSET), I made her fetch, ow (you dig)

[Bridge: Robb Bank$]
I don't get it, not at all, 'cause I get it all
Take a picture, yeah, gone 'cause I'ma spill strong
Ain't no pressure (Yuh), nah, nah, no, not at all (Yuh)
I'm your leader, Griffith (Yuh), Band of the Hawk (Yuh, tuh)

[Outro: Robb Bank$]
Hawk, uh, yuh, Hawk, yuh
Uh, uh, ah ah, uh, uh, uh, uh, yuh
Yuh, uh, you dig, brr, uh, uh, you dig
Uh, uh, you dig, brr, you dig, brr, uh, uh, uh
[Part II: SUICIDE SEASON (Remix)]

[Intro: Robb Bank$]
You dig

[Verse: Ski Mask The Slump God]
Guns up in designer denim (What? what?)
I think they be Ksubis (Ho-wee)
Your b*tch Icky Vicky (Ho-wee)
That hoe got the cooties (Ho-wee)
Only time that I would touch her (Ho-wee)
When I give her noogies (Ho-wee)
Either that or when I'm tryna rub off one my boogies (Ho-wee)

[Verse 2: Robb Bank$]
Oh-oh-oh, yeah, oh-oh-oh, yeah
Been in Mulsanne, top tier, hmm
I ain't got an opp that I fear, hmm
Big gun like I shoot deer and I got your b*tch talkin' off my ear, ooh
Ring, ring, pick up, "Who this?"
Ten thousand dollar toe ring so I can kick the drip
We done make your momma cry, gang, 430 Tears
b*tch, I been the man, why would I wanna switch gears?
Go, make your momma talk sh*t, on folks
Boss status, still can't stunt my growth
And I'm in traffic with the drip, woah
n*gga play with us, he get his ass-
[Outro]
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