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sleepo - plastic lyrics

[hook]

you b+tches ain’t real you capping
them ain’t your titties they plastic
lil b+tch be gone off a addy
i just took her home and f+cked off of the mattress
had to gone bust her up, when i’m all in that p+ssy a n+gga be mashing
till the next morning i don’t recognize you and then i go hop out in traffic

[sleepo verse]

you b+tches be 3s then go under needles, come out w/ some tits and a fat ass
then hop on the gram like you wasn’t just dusty lil b+tch stop stunting w/ your fake ass
you went got (some) injections all up in your face around your eye brows and your lips too
your face look stuck when i look at you like you came out of a box like a barbie do
i’m back on my bull sh+t a n+gga so groovy i keep me a cutter like a butcher shop
these birds ain’t eagles what you talking about
conversing w/ any besides a op
lil brudda gone get it i’m living the dream remember them days i struggled w/ my popz
from driving a bucket to whipping a benz to blowing a stack on a new spot
i got me a b+tch, she 51 flavors (yeah) lil baby got the streets hot
she gone do what say, my b+tch stay in pocket i don’t f+ck around with no have nots
my life is a movie i’m feeling like slim solider rag on my wrist w/ a big glock
f+ck beefing w/ n+ggas might send me a hitter to come knock you out of them reebok
lil sugar a dime i can’t make her mines but i love when her attitude sassy
i love when she pull up withdraw out her account and come show me where them racks be
if this was a race these n+ggas would be last i just ran a hundred and i passed that
went copped a scat then i wrecked, next day in benz tryna see where that bag at

[hook]

[ceolii4 verse]

they like d+mn lil 4 how you do that, i’m tryna beat his ass blue black
walk his ass down with the drake in the book sag, ran off on the plug you know we took that
and he need some work we gone tax him, yeah we f+ck around and jack him
yeah this b+tch going platinum, f+ck his lil b+tch from the back this my aye
and we on that 4 sh+t, we tryna pull up and smoke sh+t
shout out to jay thats my bro b+tch, he only see green that n+gga on go sh+t
and i know ya’ll know this, aye look this glock ain’t fasho b+tch
yeah you know i’ma blow this, beat his lil b+tch from the back on that 4 sh+t
if my brother gone step, then i’m finna step then you know we stepping on anything
i catch a op then i’m busting his brain, f+ck his lil b+tch and she screaming my name
yeah, i ain’t never cop me no chain, look i ain’t never cop me no watch
i ain’t never cop me no benz i ain’t never cop a mother f+cking audii or a drop
yeah these n+ggas gone hate for no reason, until we pull up and hop out and get to squeezing
yeah and leave them on the ground bleeding, and tires pull off get to screeching
yeah yeah these n+ggas know that i’ma demon
yeah, look aye

[hook]

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