Fantasy lyrics

[Intro: Big Scarr]
(Ayo, Bandplay)
Woah, woah
Let's go, let's go
Woah, woah
Let's go, let's go
Uh, uh
Woah, woah, woah, woah

[Chorus: Big Scarr]
Uh, pockets on fat like they got a TEC (Uh)
Keep the beef street, we can handle it, man
b*tch bad and bougie, she glamourous
Buy her own Gucci, Channel when she pamperin' (Nah)
You right this sh*t wasn't my fantasy
Now I just cut on the beat and I damage it (Woah)
If I drop a bag, I need bandages
In love with the money, I count it romantically

[Verse 1: Big Scarr]
Get to the money, keep stackin' it
Me falling off, no, I can't see that happening
Wanna see mama 'nem living happily
House in the hills, that b*tch look like a factory
Run it up, I expanded my salary
Reach for these chains, turn the show to a tragedy
My grandma been said I'm a masterpiece
Foot on they neck, no, these n*ggas can't handle me
I'm a king, yeah, they call me "Your majesty"
Gotta move smart 'cause them folks tryna hassle me
I remember when my teachers doubted me
Now I pop sh*t on the school and the faculty
Space coupe with no roof, see the galaxy
I hit your b*tch from the back on the balcony
Uh, AR-15, it shoot rapidly
Tryna hit something, no, I'm not with the cappery (Nah)
n*gga know I'm on top with this rappin' sh*t
Tryna knock me out my spot, I ain't havin' it
Yeah, I used to be broke, now I'm havin' it
Drip every day in they face like a mannequin
If I up, I'ma shoot, I ain't panickin'
I chase the Perc' with the Wock' tryna balance it
I f*cked her and her friend on some mummy sh*t, is she find out it's collateral damage (Uh)
[Chorus: Big Scarr & Offset]
Uh, pockets on fat like they got a TEC (Uh)
Keep the beef street, we can handle it, man
b*tch bad and bougie, she glamourous
Buy her own Gucci, Channel when she pamperin' (Nah)
You right this sh*t wasn't my fantasy
Now I just cut on the beat and I damage it (Woah)
If I drop a bag, I need bandages
In love with the money, I count it romantically
Uh, pockets on fat like they got a TEC (Uh)
Keep the beef street, we can handle it man
b*tch bad and bougie, she glamourous
Buy her own Gucci, Channel when she pamperin' (Nah)
You right this sh*t wasn't my fantasy
Now I just cut on the beat and I damage it (Woah)
If I drop a bag, I need bandages
In love with the money, I count it romantically (Woo, Offset)

[Verse 2: Offset]
I see a opp and I damage him (Opp)
7.62, he a pack like some cannabis (He a pack)
Private the jet when I'm landin' it (Jet)
I want my money right now, I'm demandin' it (Now)
I was the one on the block that was handlin' (Handlin')
Mama was panickin' (Pannickin'), fresh like a mannequin
Packs in the cabinet, diamonds is candlelit (Candlelit)
Dracs with the switches, someone call the ambulance (Grrah)
Watchin' my drip like some cameras and drones
I walk out the house and I put that sh*t on (Put it on)
Smell the cologne, Comme des Garçons (Guess)
Patek two-toned, that show that I'm grown (Grown)
I'm having cash, I don't need a loan (Cash)
Look at my b*tch, she bad to the bone (Bad)
Look at her wrist, she got skeleton bones (Skeleton)
'Fore I was on, I spinned on my own (Hey)
Back to back 'Lambos and Maybachs, I'm creepin' (Skrrt)
She see a star, want a picture, I freeze her (Freeze)
My b*tch don't be f*ckin' with that, she a diva (Nah)
I know these thottie lil' b*tches be evil (Evil)
We sendin' shots like injecting a needle (Bow)
Running up a hundred racks, trap like a speaker (Racks)
She a bad b*tch got her own, she a keeper (Keeper)
Dope boy, dope boy, Forgis on a Regal (Dope)
Ho boy, you was on the field cheerleading (Ho)
Find me and Richard when I walk up out a meeting (Yes sir)
Five on a Richard and it's going up on media (Uh)
Get it back, repeat, f*ck her then delete it (Go)
Pull up in a 'Ghini, man, I used to be a needy (Skrrt)
Gotta get your money, but you never be greedy (Racks)
Magic like a genie, I can beat it when I'm heated (Beat it)
I'm heated, let the choppa sing like Aaliyah (Ayy)
[Chorus: Big Scarr]
Uh, pockets on fat like they got a TEC (Uh)
Keep the beef street, we can handle it, man
b*tch bad and bougie, she glamourous
Buy her own Gucci, Channel when she pamperin' (Nah)
You right this sh*t wasn't my fantasy
Now I just cut on the beat and I damage it (Woah)
If I drop a bag, I need bandages
In love with the money, I count it romantically
Uh, pockets on fat like they got a TEC (Uh)
Keep the beef street, we can handle it, man
b*tch bad and bougie, she glamourous
Buy her own Gucci, Channel when she pamperin' (Nah)
You right this sh*t wasn't my fantasy
Now I just cut on the beat and I damage it (Woah)
If I drop a bag, I need bandages
In love with the money, I count it romantically