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nle choppa flow 2 - sleepo lyrics

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[intro]
huh, yeah
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
hahahaha
yeah yeah yeah yeah

[verse]

hop out of that van with 20 rackz on me
these n-ggas be capping like they is my homies
drop your location if you really want it
may spin on your block and then smoke all of your homies
can’t f-ck with b-tches who creep on my mentions
she just posted a picture, that b-tch is a rental
hot like a dog when it’s fresh out the kennel
lil b-tch i be balling but ain’t no beginner
posted on gum with that fire in my f-nny
and two twin glocks that i keep in my duffle
went and got clean then i jumped in the beamer
remember them days, use to ride on a huffy
got gas like a rocket may fly out to houston
my migo the plug like he was a socket
oh you a k!ller, lil n-gga just stop it
you the type to go steal with money in your wallet
f-ck the police and f-ck an informant
and if you ain’t slime then b-tch you a op
pull up in ya hood, start letting off fire
and if you still standing we spinning the block
remember them days, use to trap out of school
had a couple of jiggas stuffed down in my sock
spent about fifty on one of my b-tches
i said f-ck a job and f-ck punching a clock
take flights on ah b-tch and the same lil n-ggas that hated they be on a budget and sh-t
and since that i’m on, i had to blow me ah bag and let johnny come flood my wrist
i don’t like kissing, lil b-tch give toppy and after we done please don’t hug me and sh-t
cause i’ll start flashing, lil n-gga w-ssam pull up to your hood have you hiding your b-tch
yeah yeah
rico in da party, like tommy real n-gga he keep him a forty
yeah yeah
hoes drunk off bacardi, i just hit a play like my name rick and morty
yeah yeah
i’ll send my lil n-ggas and pay them a check to go get at your shorty
yeah yeah
who the f-ck is rob horry
i’m shooting like curry before the game started
a n-gga want static i’m gone let him have it
feds looking for work it’s not under the mattress
ran up bout 40, went copped me ah pattic
ain’t talking bout tools when i say i got ratchets
jumped off the porch with a drum on that draco
start busting that b-tch sending fire through traffic
ar 15s with infrared beams, i let that b-tch go and i watch it do magic
yeah yeah
watch that lil b-tch go do magic
yeah yeah
watch that lil b-tch go do magic
yeah yeah
watch that lil b-tch go do magic
yeah yeah
-ar 15s and infrared beams now watch it do magic

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