Intro: (Raven-Symone & *Orlando Bloom*)
*Did you have a vision?*
Yep, thats me!
*Did it have anything to do with me dating a cheerleader?*
Eddie I have visions, not fantasies

Verse 1: (Dylan That Bitch)
Just had a fucking vision like Raven
And ya man was who I was taking
Childish hoes like disney
Don't call me now im busy
I really can work it like Missy
You have nothing, Whitney
I'm crack bitch sniff me
Going against me? its really fucking risky
Switching flows cause I can
Imma make you bitches stan
Me winning is gods plan
No drake and No scorpion
Hot grease in the pan
You bums is eating spam
My bestie so tan
Who fucking with us? NAAN
Not naan one of you hoes
You thought you was winning? No
Verse 2: (Ratchet Robbie)
Coming in hot on the track real slick
If that boy got a problem he can suck his own dick
That's word to Queen Key, so bitch don't try me
Baby just take the plea, oh no don't try to flee
I'm just spilling tea like oh my M G
Dumb Fucks don't like me, 'cause I'm so petty
Get a flight to NYC or get on your knees
You done bit the fruit off the poisinous tree

Chorus: (Ratchet Robbie)
Visions
Boy having visions of me
Visions
Boy I'm having visions of you
Visions
Boy having visions of me
Visions
Boy I'm having visions of you
Visions
Boy having visions of me
Visions
Boy I'm having visions of you
Visions
Boy having visions of me
Visions
Boy I'm having visions of you
Verse 3: (Dylan That Bitch)