​yume lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah

[Verse]
I got like one thing, ha (Yeah), if I went out like you, I would kill myself
I been smokin' on gas too much, but sh*t like a Wawa, not Shell
Brodie gon' walk that b*tch right down, brodie told me to give 'em all hell
f*ck that contact, turn off my cell, she hit my line like she ringin' a bell
How I be havin' more motion than you? Walk in the spot and I put on my Goose
Don't do the talkin', just gimme the loot, he ran to the feds, caught him lickin' the boot, woah
I treat my friends just like family, we count it up, turn that one to a two
I would rather kill myself, rather kill myself than f*ck with you, ha
Brodie gon' walk in that b*tch, like, what? Stay out the mix, but I'm still in the cut
Got too scared, but it's just indica, brodie still trap out peninsulas
Drop that vid, yeah, it's like cinemam, I'm a lil' civ', but my bro wet 'em up
Helmut Lang jeans with the Y-3 tee, got a lot of damn clothes, but I ain't got enough
Ain't have enough, boy, I never did, told me to stop, but I'll never quit
Made it my year real quick, bro said I was really just scared to commit
Rock out that show, got 'em in the pit, year ago was down bad, I hate to admit
I'm likin' the sh*t that I'm makin', think I'ma submit it real quick
I think that I lost it, ha, say that we the topic
She down bad, I don't want her to pop it, ha
Play with them bands like a Bop It, ha
I don't wanna be friends, don't care if they flockin'
He won't stop talkin', said, "Watch it"
I don't wanna be mad, but this sh*t never stoppin'
Ooh, huh, go, crashed out mid-series, I feel like Tomoe
Turned eighteen, but I still ain't votin', off of that MadBudz sh*t, got me floatin'
Mind don't work okay, I'm recodin', step in the function, this b*tch start rollin'
Play with my money, b*tch, I'm not goin', that ain't your drip, that's your mans that own it, ha, yeah
Shoutout Jae, ooh, nine times outta ten you ain't on nothin'
See me in person, you dip out the function, who runnin'?
I let you have a career in peace, now I'ma just get to sonnin', ha
Talkin' 'bout 358 in this b*tch, I don't care 'bout that boy or 'bout nothin'
If they talkin' 'bout Foxx then I think they should jump off a cliff
Put a lil' weird ass b*tch in a spliff
Bro smell like ass, don't let me get a whiff, hit up lil' xav, I'm excited for with
[Outro]
Psh, psh, go (Okay)
Talkin' 'bout go, go