Yung Crusha - fever dream Lyrics

Yea
What up?
You ever just like woke up
Uh huh
And everything was on some like fever dream type shit?
Not really bruh, yea, what, yea
I can't really tell you cause I'm f*cked up
Lil shawty don't wanna me win, she say I lucked up
Say f*ck that trick, four inside my cup love
Just a dope head, she ain't real, she like them fake drugs
Ride that shit like moped
But I just want the cake love
Wake up, and then I'm bout to takeoff
And RIP to Takeoff, I lay low I'm paranoid
In a void, everything I avoid it
Where's my spliff?
And aye lil bruh I need some money where's my split?
I say aye lil bruh I need some money, you ain't make sense
Man I'm tryna slow down ride round with a tint
I can't do no fishbowl, girl you riding round with him
I pull up with Fuego, got that forty on him
If you sit at this table got to be a champion
But all my friends are dead I ain't tryna be one of them
Yea dead are all my friends they mixed drugs with the hen
Tryna reach a new high, we all lie just to live
Man I miss being a kid, yea (why)
Chilling at the jungle gym (yea)
But f*ck that, bitch I'm on one (wait)
Chilling in the darkness just like Gotham
If you wanna f*ck round
We can drive by like possum
Bodies fall like autumn
Talking yea it cost him
Big boy just like golem
I ain't ever solemn
Just a rock boy punk star imma problem
Yea I'm a problem
Aye, wait, yea, aye, why, aye, yea
Aye, yea, bitch I'm balling
Yea, wait, Yung Crusha shot caller
I should win an Oscar
I should win a Grammy
I need every single bitch to drop their panties
Poured a two inside a deuce and then I rolled a Dutch
I don't only f*ck with bitches I just wanna make love
I just wanna take drugs, party till my days up
If you really f*ck with me you'll probably f*cking take one