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Yeah, off-top nigga, know what I'm sayin'? Yeah, damn And, bitch, don't check me, bitch, check the air quality Numbers, yeah Dysons and shit, you know what I'm sayin'? Five hundred dollar fans and shit, you know what I'm sayin'? That shit somethin' slight though, ya mean? Run that I was born in ninety-one, product of the dope game Fifties, Camaros, Cuts when we swang Crack game, you don't even know the half The stress, livin' life so fast I'm dreamin' (I'm dreamin') Ninety-one, ninety-one, ninety-one Ninety-one, ninety-one, ninety-one I'm dreamin' (I'm dreamin') Ninety-one, ninety-one, ninety-one Ninety-one, ninety-one, ninety-one Have you ever been so fly bitches see? They wanna come and choose on a P Bitch, I feel like I'm dreamin' (feel like I'm dreamin') Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy (feel like I'm dreamin') Bitch, I feel like I'm dreamin' (feel like I'm dreamin') Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy (feel like I'm dreamin') Yeah, ninety-one, ninety-one, ninety-one Ninety-one, ninety-one, ninety-one Ninety-one, ninety-one, ninety-one Ninety-one, ninety-one, ninety-one If they pull a nigga over I might take another L I ain't really been the same since they killed my nigga Lil' Ridin' with a ghost, .40 'case shit get real No phone, no Twitter, no 'Gram, just feel Posted in the trap, tellin' niggas, "Eat the D" (eat the D) Call of duty on me, niggas not robbin' me Left wrist on lottery, got cottage cheese (numbers) I'm on win mode, bitch, there's no stoppin' me Gas up the motherfuckin' whip, now I'm scrapin' Coolin', movin', smokin' like Jamaican She shakin', dick so good, got her cravin' Remind me of this lil' bitch I had named Megan What's happenin'? Put the P aside, now I'm mackin' Stackin', yes, Lord, 'nother hundred thousand It's feelin' like a dream when I'm countin' up these band aids I coulda got a job, but instead I chose the fast lane Have you ever been so fly bitches see? They wanna come and choose on a P Bitch, I feel like I'm dreamin' (feel like I'm dreamin') Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy (feel like I'm dreamin') Bitch, I feel like I'm dreamin' (feel like I'm dreamin') Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy (feel like I'm dreamin') It was a clear afternoon, the bitch wasn't cattin' (good job bitch) We're on to the next, just me and my hammer (strapped) I don't want no drama but I gotta stay ready Bought the lil' bitch some fish and spaghetti Met a bitch named (don't say it), met her in the town Took her to the crib and killed it on the couch Why you niggas always stressin' 'bout a punk rock bitch When your kids ain't even got no clothes that'll fit What's happenin'? Have you ever been so fly bitches see? They wanna come and choose on a P Bitch, I feel like I'm dreamin' (feel like I'm dreamin') Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy (feel like I'm dreamin') Bitch, I feel like I'm dreamin' (feel like I'm dreamin') Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy (feel like I'm dreamin') I was born in ninety-one, product of the dope game Fifties, Camaros, Cuts when we swang Crack game, you don't even know the half The stress, livin' life so fast I'm dreamin' (I'm dreamin') Ninety-one, ninety-one, ninety-one Ninety-one, ninety-one, ninety-one I'm dreamin' (I'm dreamin') Ninety-one, ninety-one, ninety-one Ninety-one, ninety-one, ninety-one Now, nigga, when you see me hop out this motherfuckin' thang With them bustthaniels on they gon' be talkin', nigga Know what I'm sayin'? Eight hundred a shoe, bitch Numbers