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No Sleep (Prod. By Zaytoven)
Shy Glizzy
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Uh
Say
Jefe
Let's do it
Trap down
Yeah
Look, look
I ain't been asleep, I hit the trap this morning
Same shit from yesterday, all Saint Laurent
Last night I got the head from two bad foreigns
I told her if she boring, she can't get in my foreign
Who he think he is? Bitch, I think I'm that nigga
Stuntin' on these haters, they a bunch of mag numbers
Glizzy 'bout the paper, yeah, I got the bag, nigga
And I got them lasers, we play laser tag, nigga
Fuck a red carpet, hoppin' out the helicopter
Got the glizzy gang with me, brodie got the fuckin' oppers
I'm the new Nino Brown, yeah, I work that fuckin' Carter
I'm gon' be like my papa, I don't even know my papa, look
Jefe got the power, fuck a new bitch every hour
Beat that bitch straight out the shower
Then I leave that ho some flowers
Me and Gotti at the Howard, got that rocket, D.Y. Howard
I will blast on any coward, please don't make me shoot that power
I'm the bandit, only O, I go through, yeah, I know
I got shooters, they gon' blow, two for O, bitch, they gon' go
Me and my shoot at your nose, I done chopped out all my clothes
I stay izzy, I don't know, I been sellin' all these O's
I got peaches down the nose, I got plugs for the nose
I might keep 'em for the low or I'm gone, adiรณs
I'm so faded for the ballin', might create my own sporty
I'm so fuckin' awesome, you can call me Mr. Awesome
I ain't been asleep, I hit the trap this morning
Same shit from yesterday, all Saint Laurent
Last night I got the head from two bad foreigns
I told her if she boring, she can't get in my foreign
Who he think he is? Bitch, I think I'm that nigga
Stuntin' on these haters, they a bunch of mag numbers
Glizzy 'bout the paper, yeah, I got the bag, nigga
And I got them lasers, we play laser tag, nigga
I was gon' get a bitch 'til I seen her photo, shit
Bitch, she givin' neck, she ain't tryna take no more dick
Ayy, I got the whole kit, brrt, brrt, oh shit
Need to battle up quick, the glizzy gave me motion
What you mean you ain't Ian? Nigga, you don't watch Belly
You can tell him Ian got a cool white Bentley
New watch Rollie, got a bust down bezel
Move me in a whale, this a motherfuckin' vessel
Boss, boy, that mean you got a future down
If you gon' be with Glizzy, then you gotta shoot your down
She say let her hit the ground, but it's hittin' too high
Six Brazilians in the throne, ridin' 'round on the low
Life of a dope boy, bitch, I'm still a dope boy
I'm a real dope boy, I used to be a broke boy
10K for a hoes boy, twenty for a show boy
And I'm independent, whatever y'all get, you know boy
Street hottest youngin
Hottest young nigga in this shit
Ayy, Say, what the fuck you doin', my nigga?
We gon' keep doin' this shit back to back
That's what real niggas supposed to do
Free Gucci
Young Jefe, holmes
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