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Money Dreams Video (MV)




Performed By: Benji Fine$$
Length: 2:59
Written by: Carlos Martinez, Darnell Burroughs




Benji Fine$$ - Money Dreams Lyrics




Trap like Sosa Watch for po po
Sipping lean makes me move slow mo
I been moving dope who want action I want all the smoke
Just hit the gas little bitch just don't crash
Don't watch the dash little baby just go fast
We been red light running we gone run that bag
Momma preys for me she hope I make it back
I'm in the trap house whipping whipping the pot
I can't trust none of these niggas they might be the opts
They don't know how I'm bumming they can't see the plot
Im having money dreams all the way to the top

Money on the block where it's at
Blvd trapping I got pack
What's that fruity smell little bitch that gas
What you sipping on little bitch that act
Real finesser I'm finessing for a bag
Designer my whole body I'm in love with all this fashion
Shorty acting funny Ima f*ck all on the next bitch
I been popping xannies I forgot about my stress
Niggas said they after me but I ain't seen them yet
They say Ima dog but I ain't nobody's pet
I be with the gang I can put you on the set
My niggas ride for me
And we gone pull where you at

Just hit the gas little bitch just don't crash
Don't watch the dash little baby just go fast
We been red light running we gone run that bag
Momma preys for me she hope I make it back
I'm in the trap house whipping whipping the pot
I can't trust none of these niggas they might be the opts
They don't know how I'm bumming they can't see the plot
Im having money dreams all the way to the top

I smoke good gas I don't pass I grab it straight out the bag
Look at my shortie she bad
Check me I'm flee f*ck a swagg
I move like shotta I'm max
Finessing your plug for the pack
With his money Ima run up a sack
Jersey city bussing jugs see the bag
Virginia Beach i don't know you get taxed
I get the facial no mortal combat
Your bitch give me head I love facial contact
Blvd projects I play with the product
Triple the profits racks on my conscious
I be so high up I spotted a Martian
I be so fly you'll think I was a vulture
I be to hotter lava
Little nigga hot as Sahara
My diamonds they water

Just hit the gas little bitch just don't crash
Don't watch the dash little baby just go fast
We been red light running we gone run that bag
Momma preys for me she hope I make it back
I'm in the trap house whipping whipping the pot
I can't trust none of these niggas they might be the opts
They don't know how I'm bumming they can't see the plot
Im having money dreams all the way to the top
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Trap like Sosa Watch for po po
Sipping lean makes me move slow mo
I been moving dope who want action I want all the smoke
Just hit the gas little bitch just don't crash
Don't watch the dash little baby just go fast
We been red light running we gone run that bag
Momma preys for me she hope I make it back
I'm in the trap house whipping whipping the pot
I can't trust none of these niggas they might be the opts
They don't know how I'm bumming they can't see the plot
Im having money dreams all the way to the top

Money on the block where it's at
Blvd trapping I got pack
What's that fruity smell little bitch that gas
What you sipping on little bitch that act
Real finesser I'm finessing for a bag
Designer my whole body I'm in love with all this fashion
Shorty acting funny Ima f*ck all on the next bitch
I been popping xannies I forgot about my stress
Niggas said they after me but I ain't seen them yet
They say Ima dog but I ain't nobody's pet
I be with the gang I can put you on the set
My niggas ride for me
And we gone pull where you at

Just hit the gas little bitch just don't crash
Don't watch the dash little baby just go fast
We been red light running we gone run that bag
Momma preys for me she hope I make it back
I'm in the trap house whipping whipping the pot
I can't trust none of these niggas they might be the opts
They don't know how I'm bumming they can't see the plot
Im having money dreams all the way to the top

I smoke good gas I don't pass I grab it straight out the bag
Look at my shortie she bad
Check me I'm flee f*ck a swagg
I move like shotta I'm max
Finessing your plug for the pack
With his money Ima run up a sack
Jersey city bussing jugs see the bag
Virginia Beach i don't know you get taxed
I get the facial no mortal combat
Your bitch give me head I love facial contact
Blvd projects I play with the product
Triple the profits racks on my conscious
I be so high up I spotted a Martian
I be so fly you'll think I was a vulture
I be to hotter lava
Little nigga hot as Sahara
My diamonds they water

Just hit the gas little bitch just don't crash
Don't watch the dash little baby just go fast
We been red light running we gone run that bag
Momma preys for me she hope I make it back
I'm in the trap house whipping whipping the pot
I can't trust none of these niggas they might be the opts
They don't know how I'm bumming they can't see the plot
Im having money dreams all the way to the top
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Writer: Carlos Martinez, Darnell Burroughs
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