jay.thb - sweet dreams lyrics
(grra grra)
(grra grra)
n+gga know the f+ck goin’ on man thb sh+t
that’s right
on gang
(say what?)
(look gang gang)
sweet dreams, b+tch it’s all in my head
f+ck with them n+ggas, you move like a fed like (grra grra boom)
gettin’ money i swear i can’t sweat
can’t tweak for a b+tch that’s a smooch, that’s a leg like (smoochie)
on my pivot i shoot i don’t miss
keep you a lilo, i’m shootin’ this stitch like
sippin’ lean muddy punchin’ my ribs
if you droppin’ my four, then i’m droppin’ ya sh+t like
i’m with gang so you know we move hot (uh+huh)
got that glock it fit right in my sock
talk on my dead you get put in a box
said we slidin’ all day n+ggas duckin’ they toc like
n+ggas duckin’ they taco (taco)
i’m with deadly we lookin’ for vatos
movin’ so tact all my homies come four poles
four deep in the back of the +
(gang gang gang)
said you lookin’ for me
last opp got put on a tee
robbin’ them banks jakes lookin’ for me
said i’m tryna get out but i’m in too deep like like
told my slime move tact
don’t need you in prison, need you in the trap like like (what?)
said i’m speaking them facts (like)
thb be the realist that’s it, and that’s that like like (on gang)
and i’m geekin
i’m outside all day all season
hittin’ these l!cks on the news for no reason (reason)
rappin’ this sh+t with my heart ain’t no leaving like (leaving)
once i see a opp i’m beastin’
call up bro pookie to spazz no whiteness like
we flexin’ with cash all digits
act tuff we bustin’ yo ass get reckless like
said my n+ggas touch money we trap a lot (uh+huh)
stay with gas h+ll no you can’t get a puff (h+ll no)
and if i see a b+tch then i’m takin’ her (grra)
thb took his b+tch straight to the bagel shop
and if gang in the spot then we trainin’ her
three or four guys in the back sh+t get dangerous
and i totin’ this mak b+tch, i’m slangin’ sh+t (what?)
don’t let me see you, i swear you’ll get heaven sent (grra grra)
on gang
b+tch i’m bout to spazz out
said i’m offa the three so you know i’ma act out
said we all on yo ass now
you keep pump fakin’ sh+t so i know you a cap now
it’s a drive by drive thru five guys
f+ck that i’ma aim for his matta (uh+huh)
got em running all he hearing is fye fye
five six shots put em out like a night light
on gang, like what?
playin’ for keeps we ain’t playin’ for fun like (like)
if i slide i’ma shoot from the jump
be+beam on a glock i’m with gang on the hunt like
uppin’ the score tryna make us some runts
like like (like what?)
uppin’ the score tryna make us some runts
like like (like what?)
these n+ggas some p+ssies, i swear that’s on bro (on bro)
think you slimey, i’m wiping ya nose (slimey)
i’m thb mr.tookab+tch home like, look
cuz i took that b+tch hoe
i’ma keep spinnin’ ’til i catch a death like
like it’s nike i’ma bet you’ll get checked
aiming for heads, what the f+ck is a vest? like, look
what the f+ck is a vest?
(so you know the f+ck going on man thb sh+t)
(four’s the f+ck up)
(n+ggas really taking over)
(grra grra grra)
(he said)
(look look)
(that’s it)
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