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nosleepcity - sack lyrics

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hook: city lil n+gga i f+ck up a sack, run through that money and get it right back, remember them days i was stuck in a trap, they play wit us and i blow like a sax
i graduated from selling the packs, now i dont talk unless its about racks, repeated

i put the hood on the map i got yo b+tch in the back (yea yea) i hit yo b+tch from the back, she really threw dat lil cat (yea yea)

they steady worried bout us they need to get em bag (yea yea) them n+ggas dont want a war they steady waving the flag (yea yea)

i threw the hemi in it i call it sonic its fast (car sound) with u she play hard to get with me she be showing her ass, im high as a pilot get, i should slow up on the x, got quay wit me he up a duce and be toting a tech

get you a vest or convertible chest, i hit you first then come back for the rest, i want the neck i didn’t come for the s+x, be with the steppers like it was a set

be wit me dogs like i came wit a pet, these vvs’s i f+cked up a check, catch me a opp then im leaving em wet, i got the stripes like a nba a ref

i got the juice so i never do sweat, i got the sauce u think i was a chef, he acted tough so i put em to rest, aim at ya head i ain’t shooting ya vest

cnem lil b+tch so i bang to the left, her n+gga mad steady sending requests, think we a phone how we sending dem techs, flip a lil n+gga like cutting a deck

hook: city lil n+gga i f+ck up a sack, run through that money and get it right back, remember them days i was stuck in a trap, they play wit us and i blow like a sax
i graduated from selling the packs, now i dont talk unless its about racks, repeated

- nosleepcity lyrics

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