Dabbin Fever Intro

Had a dream I was counting racks In that Maybach it was all black Niggas hate when you got a sack I was fucked up had to make it back Woke up still had a rolly on Fuck around and gave the world the dab fever Givenchys my frames I see no evil Running with the money still chasing dead people Liter and a pint and I'm poured up I got good dope fuck your nose up Whip it with the fork scrape the bowl up They was sleeping on a nigga now I'm racked up Fuck your feelings make a millie Rich I woke up in a Bentley Pour a four I got a fever Dab flu I'm sipping easter Dab school I'm a have to give em a lesson Twelve got us tour bus full of weapons Fuck feds I ain't answering one question I'm a felon you ain't getting no confession Dab fever dab fever riding around in a two-seater I'm in the middle of the beeper the whole world got dab fever