Dreamville – Costa Rica lyrics

[Intro]
Pyrex whipper
Pyrex

[Verse 1: Reese LAFLARE]

I got big dreams so my watch got a big face

Girls get messy like a motherfuckin’ mixtape

Smellin’ like money and I’m lookin’ like sex

I’m outside for real with the slimes and the slatts

Nigga ride wave, then the nigga get taxed

Fendi snowpants and I fill ’em up with racks

They all ball cap, and this all facts

No, I don’t relax and I don’t lack

[Verse 2: Bas & Guapdad 4000]

Demons, they follow me deep in the dark

Niggas got problems with being a boss

We ain’t been home but we hear all the talkin’

Hit ’em with hollows and clean ’em with salt

Salt in the wound and my heart in the cooler

Frozen like I gave my heart to my jeweler

Told him to make a new piece out of this

Ever since, I just can’t give no fuck ’bout no bitch (It’s a check)

[Chorus: Guapdad 4000]

Baby, had to bustdown on the AP, yeah

Baby, and I’m rich styles on you lately, yeah

I got fans in Costa Rica (Fans), I got bands in Costa Rica (Big bands)

I got fans in Costa Rica (Big fans), I got bands in Costa Rica

[Verse 3: Jace]

Got the Mike Jack’ nose, just before the vitiligo

Norman Bates with the eights, I’ma go psycho

Laundromat with a temper, this a vicious cycle

Feel like Rihanna, bitches go wherever I go

Go against the grain like I’m battlin’ the silo

I’m going out west like I’m motherfuckin’ Fievel

LeBron in the finals, motherfuckin’ five-oh

Nigga bettin’ under 5’4″, hella final

[Verse 4: Mez]

Niggas got me tight like Arthur’s fist and shit

Like I’m not an arsonist and shit

Not a nigga that you wanna argue with

‘Cause then you fucking with your future like Larsa Pippen, shit

Boy, I’m like a barber with this shit

You get out the chair, you get in the chair

The things in the mirror, the way they appear

You look to the rear, my niggas is near, my niggas revered

You fuckin’ with Mez, you fuckin’ with L’s, nigga

[Chorus: Guapdad 4000]

Baby, had to bustdown on the AP, yeah

Baby, and I’m rich styles on you lately, yeah

I got fans in Costa Rica (Fans), I got bands in Costa Rica (Big bands)

I got fans in Costa Rica (Big fans), I got bands in Costa Rica

[Verse 5: Smokepurpp]

I got balled up hundreds in my pocket

Diamonds on me water like a faucet

Got a lot of bands in Costa Rica

Lot of hoes in Costa Rica, got a passport in my pocket

And I flew with the stick, it’s a rocket

Forty-five on me, shit hot like a pocket

You ain’t talkin’ money, it’s nonsense

Got your baby mama doing drugs in the moshpit

[Verse 6: J.I.D & Guapdad 4000]

Top of the morning to anybody who thought it was beddy-bye

Jiddy, I’m like a Jedi

Mind tricks live inside of your head, I

Devilish, red eyes, never been on a redeye

Or shit, I be high, I forget

Shawty said I be wildin’ and trippin’ when I’m on a lick

Score a penny or twenty, I’m Dominique Wilkins and shit

Really I flew to Costa Rica with an AP

At the airport, this girl ask me, “Hey, are you Swae Lee?”

Wow (It’s a check)

[Chorus: Guapdad 4000]

Baby, had to bustdown on the AP, yeah

Baby, and I’m rich styles on you lately, yeah

I got fans in Costa Rica (Fans), I got bands in Costa Rica (Big bands)

I got fans in Costa Rica (Big fans), I got bands in Costa Rica

[Verse 7: Buddy & Ski Mask the Slump God]

Suffering succotash

She think it’s all put the cap in, hell, I ain’t even mad

I started sucking on her titty, put my thumb in her ass

She had a little one, it really wasn’t nothin’ to grab, I did it anyway

Nigga, I’m a bag

Comin’ down the 91, flyin’, doin’ the dash

We goin’ in today (Ayy)

And I been writing my ass off, Ernest Hemingway (Bitch)

I ain’t got shit else to say

[Verse 8: Ski Mask the Slump God & Guapdad 4000]

I got too much skills

I flow like the water, so surprised I did not grow gills

And I am your father like you was Luke Skywalker

And I conquer and let it burn like Usher’s perm and kill confirmed

You look concerned, respect is earned, uh

You really be in it, B, gotta be kiddin’ me, uh

You really be sickenin’, I got the remedy, uh

I’m feelin’ like Goku, bitch, I dig your energy, uh

Um, okay, huh, goin’ on a date with an AK, huh (Yup)

Ayy, okay, goin’ on a date with an AK, ayy (It’s a check)

[Chorus: Guapdad 4000]

Baby, had to bustdown on the AP, yeah

Baby, and I’m rich styles on you lately, yeah

I got fans in Costa Rica (Fans), I got bands in Costa Rica (Big bands)

I got fans in Costa Rica (Big fans), I got bands in Costa Rica

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