Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fantasy , by - Big ScarrRelease date: 24.02.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Fantasy |
| Woah, woah |
| Let’s go, let’s go |
| Woah, woah |
| Let’s go, let’s go |
| Uh, uh |
| Woah, woah, woah, woah |
| Uh, pockets on fat like they got a TEC (Uh) |
| Keep the beef street, we can handle it man |
| Bitch bad and bougie, she glamourous |
| Buy her own Gucci, Channel when she pamperin' (Nah) |
| You right this shit 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 |
| 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 bitch look like a factory |
| Run it up, I expanded my salary |
| Reach for these chains, turn the show to a tragedy |
| My grandma been sayin' I’m a masterpiece |
| Foot on they neck, no, these niggas 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 shit in the school and he faculty |
| Space coupe with no roof, see the galaxy |
| I hit your bitch from the back on the balcony |
| Uh, AR-15, it shoot rapidly |
| Tryna hit something, no, I’m not with the cappery (Nah) |
| Nigga know I’m on top with the rappin' shit |
| 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 fucked her and her friend on some mummy shit, is she find out it’s collateral |
| damage (Uh) |
| Uh, pockets on fat like they got a TEC (Uh) |
| Keep the beef street, we can handle it man |
| Bitch bad and bougie, she glamourous |
| Buy her own Gucci, Channel when she pamperin' (Nah) |
| You right this shit 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 |
| Bitch bad and bougie, she glamourous |
| Buy her own Gucci, Channel when she pamperin' (Nah) |
| You right this shit 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) |
| 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' |
| Mama was panickin', fresh like a mannequin |
| Packs in the cabinet, diamonds is candlelit |
| Dracs with the switches, s someone call the ambulance (Grrah) |
| OG my drip like some cameras and drones |
| I walk out the house and I put that shit on (Put it on) |
| Smell the cologne, 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 bitch, see bad to the bone (Bad) |
| Look at her wrist, she got skeleton bones (Skeleton) |
| Four hours on, I’ll spin on my own (Hey) |
| Back to back 'Lambos and Maybachs, I’m creepin' (Skirt) |
| She see a star, want a picture, I freeze her (Freeze) |
| My bitch don’t be fuckin' with that shit, she a diva (Nah) |
| I know these thottie lil' bitches be evil (Evil) |
| We send the shots like injecting a needle (Bow) |
| Running up the hundred racks, trap like a speaker (Racks) |
| She a bad bitch got her own, she a keeper (Keeper) |
| Dope boy, dope boy, Forgies on a Regal (Dope) |
| Ho boy, you was on the field cheerleading (Ho) |
| Five 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, fuck 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 while I’m heated (Beat it) |
| I’m heated, let the choppa sing like Alliyah (Ayy) |
| Uh, pockets on fat like they got a TEC (Uh) |
| Keep the beef street, we can handle it man |
| Bitch bad and bougie, she glamourous |
| Buy her own Gucci, Channel when she pamperin' (Nah) |
| You right this shit 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 |
| Bitch bad and bougie, she glamourous |
| Buy her own Gucci, Channel when she pamperin' (Nah) |
| You right this shit 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) |