Hoop Dreams Cook LaFlare (Ft. Lil Yachty)
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[Intro: Cook LaFlare]
(Me and D-Money want millions)
Aye, aye, aye, aye
[Hook: Cook LaFlare]
Hoop dreams, nigga, it's not real as it seem
They treat me like a king, still wrap them birds in Vaseline
See me at Panic, fish like Atlantis
Tools like mechanics, niggas' bitches like Ellen
They tellin', pop at your melon, I'm still sellin'
[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
Whoa, ah, whoa
I ain't know what I wanted to be when I grew up
But I growed up and all my money flew up
My bitch got melons, all my big brothers felons
It ain't no tellin' what they goin' to do if you talkin'
I'm a rich-walkin', Valet-parkin', shit-startin' young nigga
I'm a bitch-fuckin', semi-tuckin', never-duckin', never-stuntin' young nigga
[Hook: Cook LaFlare]
Hoop dreams, nigga, it's not real as it seem
They treat me like a king, still wrap them birds in Vaseline
See me at Panic, fish like Atlantis
Tools like mechanics, niggas' bitches like Ellen
They tellin', pop at your melon, I'm still sellin'
(Me and D-Money want millions)
Aye, aye, aye, aye
[Hook: Cook LaFlare]
Hoop dreams, nigga, it's not real as it seem
They treat me like a king, still wrap them birds in Vaseline
See me at Panic, fish like Atlantis
Tools like mechanics, niggas' bitches like Ellen
They tellin', pop at your melon, I'm still sellin'
[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
Whoa, ah, whoa
I ain't know what I wanted to be when I grew up
But I growed up and all my money flew up
My bitch got melons, all my big brothers felons
It ain't no tellin' what they goin' to do if you talkin'
I'm a rich-walkin', Valet-parkin', shit-startin' young nigga
I'm a bitch-fuckin', semi-tuckin', never-duckin', never-stuntin' young nigga
[Hook: Cook LaFlare]
Hoop dreams, nigga, it's not real as it seem
They treat me like a king, still wrap them birds in Vaseline
See me at Panic, fish like Atlantis
Tools like mechanics, niggas' bitches like Ellen
They tellin', pop at your melon, I'm still sellin'
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