Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bad Dreams, artist - Keshore. Album song "the PRETTY BOY TAPE", in the genre Date of issue: 14.07.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Keshore
Song language: English
Bad Dreams |
| Ay, ay, It be like bad dreams, ay, ay |
| It be like bad dreams, ay, ay |
| It be like bad dreams, ay, wait |
| It be like bad dreams |
| Where the gas at, uh |
| 420, my little nigga, where the gas pack, uh |
| Be like bad dreams, uh |
| Where the gas at, uh |
| 420, my little nigga, where the gas pack, uh |
| Be like bad dreams, uh |
| Where the gas at, uh |
| 420, my little nigga, where the gas pack, uh |
| Be like bad dreams, uh |
| Where the gas at, uh |
| 420, my little nigga, where the gas pack, uh uh |
| Lost my sister bout a week, uh, that shit was sad, bruh |
| Motorola phone, mama, she got hear a last calls |
| Wakin' up from bad dreams alone, inside my mind, bruh |
| Crazy like a metro, lil' baby I call it Keith, uh |
| Shawty in the back, and she not rocking any Gucci |
| Got Vans up all on her feet |
| 'Cause we off the wall every week, uh uh uh |
| Ballin' boy no stop, uh |
| Stop trusting pussy every time it hits the mid-month in exception of you |
| Please stop smokin' weed and I might dream it vivid |
| Psych, nigga, I been gassin' like I’m Marco wit' it |
| German cars never rented, pay attention |
| Me and KESHORE goin' up like a damn high suspension |
| Forty-six, Hunnid-forty-six shit, bitch |
| 30 make 'em dip quick, like a chicken strip bitch |
| Racks up in them backpack |
| And maybe get back back |
| Same place where the cash at |
| Where we keep them straps at |
| Drop the |
| Start runnin' the bands up |
| I’m talkin' while my hands up |
| 'Cause I ain’t gettin' blammed, ya |
| So, could you please comfort me |
| 'Cause I got all these bad dreams, like all these bad dreams |
| I got like all these bad dreams |
| Ay, ay, ay, it be like bad dreams, uh |
| Where the gas at, uh |
| 420, my little nigga, where the gas pack, uh |
| Be like bad dreams, uh |
| Where the gas at, uh |
| 420, my little nigga, where the gas pack, uh |
| Be like bad dreams, uh |
| Where the gas at, uh |
| 420, my little nigga, where the gas pack, uh |
| Be like bad dreams, uh |
| Where the gas at, uh |
| 420, my little nigga, where the gas pack, ay ay |
| I’m asking who are you, I think I need a reminder |
| This leather jacket on, make me look like Ghost Rider |
| That bitch fantasize me without no attire |
| We get to my house, lay her out like recliner |
| Silly bitch, uh, silly bitch, uh |
| She thinkin' I love her, she called me ignorant, uh |
| She must think on different incidents, uh |
| I’m smokin' the cookie, countin' the dividends, uh |
| So much ice on my neck, it keepin' me shiverin', uh |
| Glock cuttin' through your ligaments |
| Glock on my wrist, shimmerin' |
| Walk away, I lost my ignorance, ay |
| B.B. belt, Michael Phelps |
| Swimmin' in that pussy, ay |
| She touch my belt, told her I might melt |
| Don’t overlook me |
| I’m a young |
| 200 a show, so book, bitch |
| These demons in my head got me on the edge, so don’t push |
| It be like bad dreams, uh |
| Where the gas at, uh |
| 420, my little nigga, where the gas pack, uh |
| Be like bad dreams, uh |
| Where the gas at, uh |
| 420, my little nigga, where the gas pack, uh |
| Be like bad dreams, uh |
| Where the gas at, uh |
| 420, my little nigga, where the gas pack, uh |
| Be like bad dreams, uh |
| Where the gas at, uh |
| 420, my little nigga, where the gas pack, ay ay |