Fantasy (feat. Lil Flash)

Leandoer!

[Yung Lean]

I don't want to hurt you

Movin' 'round in circles

Will do if I have to

All I do is work you

I got Gs on Gs like burgers

Move it 'round like lurkers

I lost all my urges

Pink polo, paint a circus

Insert money, insert through

Life is like a drive-thru

I guess I could die soon

I feel like a typhoon

Smell like weed and perfume

Smurf, blue pills like swirls

All I smoke is herbal

Pradas, them be purple

Mail box clean, Donald Duck lungs

I need a million dollars, not some bucks, son

Duck 1, duck 2, paint a truck, son

When we roll up, Gucci mags on my truck, son

We'll come from pop anthrax

Air max, we got 10 stacks

I be smokin' tear gas

Percocet, that's a fear fact

Yeah, I got my gear back

Don't hold tears from years back

Talking, we don't hear that

Fallin off we don't fear that

[Lil Flash]

I'm smokin' on nitrous oxide

Holdin' shit down, I got mine

My eyes red just like a stop sign

I'm number 1, not no top 5

I'm blood gang, cap gang, 4l

Pills, weed, molly, xanax for sale

Got shooters out South, you don't know well

They'll pull up right to your doorbell

I'm too iced out, I'm a snowman

Oh, ride in the foreign get low ragged

I'm out in Chiraq where it's cold at

Where they tote knives and blow caps

Yea, glo gang I own that

Pull up on your block, blow your skull cap

And I ain't really wit no romance

Cause I'm too busy callin' up the dope man

Shooters all on my roster

The whole team tryna get sponsored

I'm jumpin' shit, Travis Barker

Your blunt is like a pencil, mines a marker, whaa

And I see you're a talker

So to shut ya ass up will be a motherfuckin' honor

It's me and Yung Lean overseas

Smoking dope eating on some shrimp and lobster

Whaa