Girl Of His Dreams

Girl of his dreams I'm the girl of his dreams Girl of his dreams I'm the girl of his Girl of his dreams I'm the girl of his dreams I'm the girl of Yeah Paper chasin, I'm in my car racing I've been feeling whimsical and motivated lately Tracing on my tattoos, telling me some affirmations Do it on the daily So if he don't It don't phase me Smoking marijuana, got me feeling a lil' hazy Working on my album, writing lyrics, goin' crazy In my house at four a.m, I sleep and still get paper Plot on me, and starve yourself cause you forgot the flavor Like, what you mean Pull up to the function, good vibes with my weed Ask her why she hate me She can't think of anything Do this for the love It's my passion Can't you see Really booted up, let's believe my partner squeeze I don't like to please, that is really not my steez I've been big since the jump, I can't let them intervene Got a plan, wrote it up, I won't let you get between At the table by myself, I was only 17 At the table by myself, I was only 17 At the table by myself, I was only 17 I want a big ole car collection, have like 10 in the garage Candy paint reflects and ricochets off the mirage Rollin' with the tool, like, girl, this can't be a facade Rollin' up my doobie, south side, roll on choppers Cross the line, I'll paint a picture, make you to collage Cross the line, it's not a threat, but you'll get sabotaged Saw the light when I was young, just tales of the young prodigy Pass the fight or fight if we had beef, it's no apology Honestly, I don't need commodities Also, baby, on the contrary, just need you to rock with me Yeah Gettin' too much dough, one of my policies And if you love me, I need you to do that audibly Signed, prophecy, goin' to the top, top, top, top, top I deserve it, motherfucker, cause I went through a lot I deserve it, motherfucker, cause I went through a lot I deserve it, motherfucker, cause I went through the most Tell him make the bag and bring it right back to me He know he my king, and I know damn well I'm his queen I make my own money, shit, I make, like, everything Know I'm sweet like honey, he like pooh You like a fiend Playboy, I'm your bunny at the pool like jump in He say when he dive in, he lucid just like his dreams He ain't never had a girl like me, can you believe it I don't mean to flex, but baby, come on, you can see it I don't mean to flex, but baby, come on, you can see it You get hypnotized every time you hear me breathing La la la la La la la la la la