Southern Boi - Fantasy lyrics

[Intro: Bobby Trill] New b**h every week Baby you a freak Girl tell me what ya need Grams of DMT, crystal mescaline I could be your fantasy [Hook: Bobby Trill] x2 New b**h every week, but baby you a freak Come on girl now tell me what you need Angel dust or ketamine, popping pills for lucid dreams? Shawty I could be your fantasy [Verse 1: Bobby Trill] I could be your n***a You could be my queen Counting all of these figures Spitting crack for the fiends you know I do this sh** for my team Do this sh** for my city Rollin' off of this zan Snorting rails off your titties I'm a rap game, heavyweight Drop the top and make a great escape Stunnin' hard with these ray bans Hit the strip club toss 8 bands Came through they like “Oh damn” Bobby why are you so clean? I'm too fresh and we iced out My girl gully she poppin' E cause [Hook: Bobby Trill] x2 New b**h every week but baby you a freak Come on girl now tell me what you need Angel dust or ketamine, popping pills for lucid dreams? Shawty I could be your fantasy [Verse 2: Bobby Trill] Bad b**h, Eva Braun She too flame, Charmeleon Such a renegade, outlaw Posh b**h with Louis Vuitton But come kneel before your sensei While that ba** bangs White girls in my living room and they choppin lines of that Mary Kate Still leanin' off of this codeine Two reflections on the lake, I'm blastin' off into outer space, my mind bent but my dick is straight I'm Blowin' kush, every day Every day we turnt up, turnt up like it's Friday [Hook: Bobby Trill] x2 New b**h every week but baby you a freak Come on girl now tell me what you need Angel dust or ketamine, popping pills for lucid dreams? Shawty I could be your fantasy [Verse 3: Bobby Trill] Lonely clique, sad thugs Yellow diamonds no gla** cut Emotional Kadabra Eatin' foie gras, Scrooge McDuck I hit the club straight flexin Kush strong so we ga**ed up these groupie hoes takin' off they clothes got ‘em face down with that a** up but... Pastor, please forgive me for my sins Addicted to this alcohol, cup of gin, to the chin so... Intoxicated, high and I'm motherf**in' stupid faded Stayin' elevated Straight medicated [Hook: Bobby Trill] x2 New b**h every week but baby you a freak Come on girl now tell me what you need Angel dust or ketamine, popping pills for lucid dreams? Shawty I could be your fantasy