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thatssobeyonce - stay woke lyrics

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(hook)

no sleep, i be grinding til the sun down
full sweep, i be dragging til they run down
yeah i see ‘em lighting fires but there ain’t smoke
bum b-tches been sleeping so i stay woke

no sleep, i be grinding til the sun down
full sweep, i be dragging til they run down
yeah i see ‘em lighting fires but there ain’t smoke
bum b-tches been sleeping so i stay woke

(verse 1)

i keep it cool and i’m colder than an icicle
big balling while you b-tches in a tricycle
i measure up but i never needed no heels
steady rolling but you b-tches never had wheels

run me that check ‘cuz i’m stepping out in good form
f-ck a ex man, b-tch i’m bout to flint storms
you got that drip, but i’m blinging out a rainstorm
i’m turning out, you can stay and keep the bench warm

polar, frosty, they ain’t gon endorse me
why be in the tiers when you could be in the floor seats
you know i got bars and i’m always lookin’ flossy
b-tches ain’t bad enough if they ain’t in my posse

(verse 2)

ain’t good eyesight but i know how to read thots
i k!ll these b-tches and i’m picking out the land plots
go for the jugular and come thru with some head shots
don’t talk bizarre or you got’ end up with some bad knots

balenciaga, fendi, prada strutting’ thru the town
no i ain’t gotta live for drama so i shut it down
you see me running, stealth and gunning, f-ck another clown
i’m looking stunning, staying sonning ready for a crown

i, sit back and laugh when you be thinking that you snappin’ on em (fear)
they got bout half the sk!ll so imma go and pap it on em (smear)
they getting aggy when they think that you be nappin’ on em (trash)
i pull the trigger, middle finger, i be strapping on ‘em (cash)

(bridge)

i fill that teacup to the rim but i still keep a patron
you heard i’m trashing all these rappers like i’m litter patrol
said i got bars up to the ceiling but i ain’t got parole
if or when i bury a career you won’t see me condole

cuz a supreme ain’t ever bothered by a swamp witch
that’s why your sorry -ss is pressed over a bad b-tch
oh did i hit a nerve there, make your hand itch?
guess i can put some more jelly on my sandwich

- thatssobeyonce lyrics

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