Letra de Dream - Trapland Pat

Yeah, skrrt (A guy by the name of PepperJack Zoe)

Duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh, skrrt

Ayy

I'm going east on Southwest 10th Street

Yeah, that's the best street

(PepperJack Zoe)

I really had a dream like Martin Luther

And you ain't never hit no target, how is you a shooter?

And your ho needed a ride, why you think I scooped her?

He caught a Lyft and still got switched, I had to flip the Uber

Navigate the currency, that's really what it's 'posed to be

I tend to cut 'em off when they try to get too close to me

I'm rollin' on the plug like, "I hope don't nobody notice me"

You really had tension, tell me why you never spoke to me

I heard it through the grapevine

Big-ass glizzy, it's gon' knock off his tape line

If he try to take mine

Grindin' in them straight lines, you know that's gon' take time

Keep 'em at a distance just in case they try to play slime

Runnin' from them demons, I be really tryna face mine

She gon' play with it, make it wet all on FaceTime

Only nine hollows left in the chamber, he gon' take nine

And I be really bootin', why you think I never blink mine?

Back against the wall, ten toes, I will never fall

Remember when my phone ain't used to ring, now they always call

I just took her to the mall, spend a bag, show her how we ball

Twenty-two carats in my mouth, I got a twenty wall

That ain't no money

Backend, that's that show money

Break it down to ones, I just throw money

Strippers, they get floor money

All in my section

Heard they sent threats, but I never feel threatened

And if I ever crash, then it's probably 'bout a check then

Came up off the muscle, what that mean? You gotta flex then

Cash out on a MAC, I just went and got a TEC then

I feel just like a pastor, I just really wanna bless them

I feel just like an astronaut

I see they like to pocket watch

He really like to talk a lot

I caught him in that parking lot

I ain't playin' games with 'em

I ain't tryna hang with 'em

Why you got bleach? Just in case I catch a stain with 'em

And it's off the dome, I ain't even had to write this

This that come back, all them junkies, they gon' like this

Plus I switch the flow, it's gon' be hard for them to bite this

My dog, he a lefty, but he whippin' with his right wrist

That nigga talkin' 'bout he road runnin'

How the fuck you hit the road and you ain't sold nothin'?

And you could check my resume, I never told nothin'

Dope sold, money fold

I know this money on me look old

Them rats gettin' bold now

Gotta get exposed now

Interrogation, he gon' let 'em know now

All about that money, they know I don't like it slow now

Pack touch down, "Pat, you 'bout to make it snow now"

Yeah, bring them Glocks in, bring them clocks in

I just went and got a triple beam from the auction

Business really boomin', think I'm talkin' 'bout them stocks then

Your phone ain't doin' nothin', hit the scroll with them rocks then

And it's off the dome, I ain't even had to write this

This that come back, all them junkies, they gon' like this

Plus I switch the flow, it's gon' be hard for them to bite this

My dog, he a lefty, but he whippin' with his right wrist

Duh-duh-duh

Yeah, ayy, they know we got that duh-duh-duh

Yeah, I wish a nigga would duh-duh

Ayy, ayy, we ain't playin' with 'em

Pull up and we sprayin' with 'em

I was layin' with 'em

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