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ringin' - daykwion lyrics

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[chorus]
i can’t get no sleep cause my phone keep ringin’
i just put a whole eighth in a blunt, what the f*ck was i thinkin?
tell a b*tch i ain’t nothin’ like her man, he get jammed and he singin’
got money on my mind, i can make a band without blinkin’

[verse 1]
i might f*ck her like i love her, when i’m done i’ma ask her when she leavin’
i’ma big plug, i ain’t doin’ no fronts, better come with the cheese
why they on my d*ck? i ain’t do sh*t but run it up, n*ggas hate for no reason
i just spent what you make in a month on a pair of new sneakers
and my b*tch got class, she a teacher
and her ass rеal fat, she a keeper
baby i’ma take you shoppin’ at niеman’s
baby i could make you hot like a fever
i’ma young fly n*gga with cheese
fell asleep in my grill, woke up and my t**th hurt
i just put four grams in a blunt, you would think i’m from the hill but i’m just a big chiefer
he ain’t think that it was on me ’til i made him a believer
four holes in ’em like a t*shirt (hey)
i could run a band up in no feat, take four os turn it to a p (oowee)
[chorus]
i can’t get no sleep cause my phone keep ringin’
i just put a whole eighth in a blunt, what the f*ck was i thinkin?
tell a b*tch i ain’t nothin’ like her man, he get jammed and he singin’
got money on my mind, i can make a band without blinkin’

[verse 2]
i can’t take no breaks cause my trap phone jumpin’
i go halves, i got quarters, i got eighths, hit my phone and i’m comin’
they show me love every time i’m in the club
ain’t no party like a party in the cut
b*tches shakin’ ass and my n*ggas goin’ dumb
we don’t want no problems, we just wanna have fun
what you know about four days no sleep?
this the most money that i made in a week
had to hit the block, hail, rain, snow, sleet
that’s the reason i got all this cake on me
i could hit a shot from any range, no three
i could play a b*tch like a game, no cheats
i could run a couple bands up, no feat
take four os turn that thang to a p (oowee)
i ain’t gettin’ no sleep lil’ baby i’m trappin, what’s happenin’
if a n*gga want beef we ain’t askin’ no questions, we clappin’
i just blew a whole rack and i made it all back plus taxes, this sh*t is like magic
b*tch i got game like madden, make a touchdown without passin’ (ou)
[chorus]
i can’t get no sleep cause my phone keep ringin’
i just put a whole eighth in a blunt, what the f*ck was i thinkin?
tell a b*tch i ain’t nothin’ like her man, he get jammed and he singin’
got money on my mind, i can make a band without blinkin’

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