YungRedx - DREAMTEAM (feat. JUVIE & POPOUT SL) Lyrics

I'm up on 45 milliliters, damn, and milligrams Way before swiping MSRs, bitch, I've been a man
Got a Glock, got an ARP, that's a synonym F*ck the block up and hit again, let's go on the spin again
Damn, I'm a real problem, deuce poured up in my cup Look like the Green Goblin, VS1's in my clarity
So they can't watch me, hold up a red octagon You still can't stop me
Damn, this shit gettin' sick Why he got hit? Because that boy went and flexed a brick
Boy, this ain't no V6 AMG a real whip mix the green up with the perp, I'm sippin' teal shit
Xanny bars make my fingers sticky like the steal shit
Different breed, pop a Percocet and do a heel flip Stop postin' in them old Louis, that ain't real drip
Nah, go cop some Rick Owens When they got them chains, bitch, you know I stole them
In the streets, pushin' weight like I'm Ronnie Coleman
Come with my wrist through that pot till that shit broken
Stop rappin' bout them whips that you ain't drove
Like, nigga, go and tell me why the f*ck you really think he jokin'
This bitch got two necks, she's dual throatin
Like, nigga is you f*ckin' with the Xans, you really totin
Hop straight right on this Yachty beat , I'm really boatin
Like, uhh, hopped up in the stu and I did it pronto
Juvie got a 9 behind his back, he feelin' like Rondo
Countin' up the bread, countin' chicken just like Roscoe
This bitch eat me up messy just like a damn taco
Ooh, just like Messi, I'm still kickin' shit
How the f*ck you still window-shoppin'? You ain't buyin' shit
Oh, you a broke nigga, that's why I took your bitch
You a trans nigga, I guess you throw hissy fits
Yo, rollin' shit slow-mo like Neo
Uppercut and take your chain just like Debo
Juvie take the wig off your head, somethin' like chemo
Black beam dot in your face, Robert De Niro
Shit, f*ck, I just remembered
The anniversary of my show's did in September
Hit him with the cold-ass flows like it's December
That big bitch fell on the ground, I'm sayin' timber
That big bitch got a metal ass just like Bender
Pop out, why it's $20 for the tenders
Bullets leave you leaking fluid, I'll change your gender
Pop out, go and tell him, do you remember
Damn, f*ck, I just thought
Red said he gotta play for seven, let me pass the rock
Nigga, don't say that shit, go and change the plot
That boy talkin' down, bitch, believe I'm finna snatch his top
Damn, nigga, shit, I guess we don't miss
Every week, switchin' up the Rennies in a new whip
Back then, pockets had some room, now it's blue strips
Seen the opps, empty the AR, I need a new clip
Hothead, huntin' them opps, this ain't no new shit
Poured up, sittin' on the toilet, not givin' two shits
Emo ammo, the shit I got is really blue tips
Hit the, lick the Glocky in his mouth just like a toothpick
This Drake, ain't from Toronto, I got a new stick
Two clicks, four sets deep, ridin' in two whips
Bitch, you is not special, you not a Ruth Chris
Shit, we just murdered the beat, we just killed it