Supreme dreams

(Verse 1)

Leather seats, fast cars, big bucks we don't lack,

Headed to the club with my brothers, got my homies back,

Poppin' rare vintages, life feels like an act,

Ladies so fine, Michangelo could've them intact.

(Verse 2)

In the heart of the night, under neon stars,

Our life’s a remix, hitting hard like PRS guitars.

Jet black beauties, raising the bar,

Their allure hits harder than a Nascar.

(Chorus)

Livin' high, dropping cash, it's a movie scene,

Gorgeous queens around, feelin' like a dream.

Echoing laughter, champagne's gleam,

In the rhythm of the night, we reign supreme.

(Verse 3)

Pool parties at dawn, menage a trois in the dusk,

Life hustle on repeat, fast-forward without a fuss.

In the art of pleasure, we’ve mastered the brush,

Amid these perfect figures, time seems to hush.

(Verse 4)

Expressions impeccable, metaphors like divine,

Women winding and grinding, intoxicating like fine wine.

Small waist, big dreams, they perfect and prime,

Glowing under the starlight, they forever shine.

(Verse 5)

From naked massages to elite soirées,

Life's an open highway, vast in ways.

Women of strength, they amaze,

In this grand tapestry, they the blaze.

(Chorus)

Livin' high, dropping cash, it's a movie scene,

Gorgeous queens around, feelin' like a dream.

Echoing laughter, champagne's gleam,

In the rhythm of the night, we reign supreme.