BopCum lyrics

by

Dro Kenji


[Intro]
Yeah, dreamy, yeah
Uh, dreamy, yeah
Feenin'
Dreaming, count this money
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Leaning, dreamy
(Census, what you cookin'?)
Yeah

[Chorus]
Dreamy, stay so high, leany (Leany)
Now the b*tch tryna get out of her bikini
Could see my rocks gleaming
Can't smoke in this b*tch, I'm leaving
These n*ggas be hoes, they bleeding
I stay on ten toes all by myself before I fold, I mean it
I keep my pistol on my side, that's my best friend
Fake love, that ain't never gon' end
Snake n*ggas, I don't hear no hiss
In my own world, smokin' on p*ss
I can still don't feel nun, automatic chopper, that's a big gun
For a f*ck n*gga, I can't stand nun, diamonds on my wrist make her bop, c*m, um (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
Like I gotta slow this sh*t down, these n*ggas can't keep up with me
My gun hold like one hundred rounds, my new b*tch a G
She bust it for me if I tell her to freak (Freak, freak, freak)
Never gon' lose, I stay on top of sh*t
How yo' main b*tch look worse than my regular b*tch?
I don't vibe when I'm sober, must be off assist
I be floating and rolling like out of my skin
She know I rock out every day, can't forget
I be doing my thing, yesterday made a ten
Throw the rest out the top, make it rain in this b*tch
Stack the money back up just to do it again (b*tch)
[Bridge]
Drugs for the night love, not familiar
She whispering freaky things 'cause she want me to feel her right now
f*ck the hype, go wild
Yeah, yeah yeah

[Chorus]
Dreamy, stay so high, leany (Leany)
Now the b*tch tryna get out of her bikini
Could see my rocks gleaming
Can't smoke in this b*tch, I'm leaving
These n*ggas be hoes, they bleeding
I stay on ten toes all by myself before I fold, I mean it
I keep my pistol on my side, that's my best friend
Fake love, that ain't never gon' end
Snake n*ggas, I don't hear no hiss
In my own world, smokin' on p*ss
I can still don't feel nun, automatic chopper, that's a big gun
For a f*ck n*gga, I can't stand nun, diamonds on my wrist make her bop, c*m, um (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
I get too geeked up, damn
Hell, why I sin, uh damn
Don't tell 'em, 'bout your guap
I swear these n*ggas gon' tell
I hid the pack from twelve and got up out that jam (Woah)
[Chorus]
Dreamy, stay so high, leany (Leany)
Now the b*tch tryna get out of her bikini
Could see my rocks gleaming
Can't smoke in this b*tch, I'm leaving
These n*ggas be hoes, they bleeding
I stay on ten toes all by myself before I fold, I mean it
I keep my pistol on my side, that's my best friend
Fake love, that ain't never gon' end
Snake n*ggas, I don't hear no hiss
In my own world, smokin' on p*ss
I can still don't feel nun, automatic chopper, that's a big gun
For a f*ck n*gga, I can't stand nun, diamonds on my wrist make her bop, c*m, um (Yeah)
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