It's Cosmic Dreams Triggered lit niggas, you were some rich niggas Drippers, you know them brony, take your bitch niggas I'm on the streets, tell the labels I'm them six niggas Who's talking wax and you ain't got, so I don't get triggered We're making bands in this trap, *** a record deal I don't care about the fame, I just need me these paper bills The way we do these man dirty, this ain't no regular drill I need a yard and a stick, so I'm in Beverly Hills And I ain't signing nothing less than a couple of mil So we don't feature with the game, cause no one's keeping it real And if you talk on touching me, you must be dreaming it still That's honeycomb set, pen and VVS on my grill The gang trap a lot, it's coming like a marathon Anytime it's beef, the man just stunt and put their cameras on I'll do this ballyop or ballyon And *** a tag along, you're riding for the gang, you put that saddle on And I don't care if you don't like me, I don't like you either I'll probably put this brothers reload on my Jordan sneakers It's funny since I'm doing good, these man just turn to leeches Feel to go back to school, just to flex on all my teachers You were some rich niggas, drippers You know them brony, take your bitch niggas I'm on the streets, tell the labels I'm them six niggas You're talking waps that you ain't got, so I don't get triggered Get triggered, lit niggas You were some rich niggas, drippers You know them brony, take your bitch niggas I'm on the streets, tell the labels I'm them six niggas You're talking waps that you ain't got, so I don't get triggered Get triggered Since I got this ass, I'm giving girls a cold shoulder The real talk, they air me for them donnies with a cold mouth They used to air me And now these gals, they say they love me like I'm Chief Sosa They said they love me She's due to move cray after a little cold cray And she's not speaking, but I understand her through her eyes Maybe for a night I'll make you mad, but I can't make you mad Plus I can't see you around them guys, that's not the vibe I'm petty, I'll probably pull up and start taking lives Soon as I *** her once, she's gonna come again I tell her, use that tongue and if you want, bring a friend I'm broke, just got to drop on *** I tell them, count me in, they spin the block Pull up on them, quit, there ain't no allowing them Now all I see is bad b's since I got my P's up She nicer in the morning like a cold pizza And you know I make her moan, she moan to Lisa Go off on the bus, my gun when I can't get on it You were some rich niggas, drippers You know them brony, take your bitch niggas I'm on the streets, tell the labels, art them six figures You're talking waps that you ain't got, so I don't get triggered Lit niggas, you were some rich niggas, drippers You know them brony, take your bitch niggas I'm on the streets, tell the labels, art them six figures You're talking waps that you ain't got, so I don't get triggered Course, we don't hang around them bitch niggas Big figures, heated, pull up in my crib, nigga Your bitch splashing with some real drillers And once we go clear, I'm lighting up some new triggers Your people ain't safe, now you ain't about Killers on standby for when it dies down There's a countdown on your clock, you're in my swamp and I'm the croc He's a pigeon, I'm a hawk, you better listen when I talk Ayy, what? So don't be talking on my name Keep chatting up online, we'll put your picture in the frame ***, *** happened so long, I could've made the hall of fame I'm an OG, now I let the youngers play the game But if I'm active, I'm a spinner on your block Country done, hella drip, why'd you think the gallon flock? I let them fizz me up, then I let my soda pop If they think they're catching me, they gon' need Robocop There ain't no other country, son There ain't no other country Baby girl You know you a generous and rich nigga