wilson hunter - Dream Lyrics

She
Rocking all fishscale
Gills you can feel, braille
Still looks good in pigtails
My thoughts a long way gone
Call up the Ishmael
Drowning in the wishing well
Still catch you on a inhale
Switch blading condoms
Skitch skating Honda’s
Rich weighted Prada’s
What that cost ya 10 commas?
Fuck it, you can call me a mad villain
I'm filling, no doubt ill deliver in a minute so
Trust it, methanol flows cuz I’m frosted,
Im lost in Saint Paul, with nothing but friends
Same protocol till the end, don’t give a fuck
See in infrared, tuck the overalls,
Got more spread then a sawed off shotty
In a close call, don’t wanna catch a body
Cloudy skies but no rainfall
On track till a train come
She makes the pain numb
Fans pissed off
They can get the big mop for the slick talk
My bitch raw mixed with some black and a bit blonde
She hit the blunt but afraid to trip off
This shits hard like a punch from Mayweather when the fucking ring toss
Yo bitch stop, yo shit sweet like a ring pop
I'm back on my bars Iron man in the movies
This shit is kooky
Yo bitch ugly like the dude from the goonies
I used to rock CDs
Bumping oldies like Pac and BIG, now look at me
Im on the top you see
Might pop you knees
Might catch and STD so you don't fuck with me
So tuck that heat
Yo

She
Rocking all fishscale
Gills you can feel, braille
Still looks good in pigtails
My thoughts a long way gone
Call up the Ishmael
Drowning in the wishing well
Still catch you on a inhale
Switch blading condoms
Skitch skating Honda’s
Rich weighted Prada’s
What that cost ya 10 commas?
Fuck it, you can call me a mad villain
I'm filling, no doubt ill deliver in a minute so
Trust it, methanol flows cuz I’m frosted,
Im lost in Saint Paul, with nothing but friends
Same protocol till the end, don’t give a fuck
See in infrared, tuck the overalls,
Got more spread then a sawed off shotty
In a close call, don’t wanna catch a body
Cloudy skies but no rainfall
On track till a train come
She makes the pain numb
Fans pissed off
They can get the big mop for the slick talk
My bitch raw mixed with some black and a bit blonde
She hit the blunt but afraid to trip off
This shits hard like a punch from Mayweather when the fucking ring toss
Yo bitch stop, yo shit sweet like a ring pop
I'm back on my bars Iron man in the movies
This shit is kooky
Yo bitch ugly like the dude from the goonies
I used to rock CDs
Bumping oldies like Pac and BIG, now look at me
Im on the top you see
Might pop you knees
Might catch and STD so you don't fuck with me
So tuck that heat
Yo