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doesn’t sleep - stotle lyrics

[intro] [stotle]
ayy, yeah
[brelly, brelly, brelly, back at it again!]
yeah

[verse 1] [oniii]
n*ggas talk, think they really ballin’
you ain’t finna shoot sh*t (huh?)
i got your b*tch, she mad freaky
she drinking up on my p*ss (r kelly!)
i keep me a rack, stack up another
i can’t get enough of it
i keep me a hoe, head so good
i might have to cuff the b*tch
so stop all the talkin’ sh*t
my n*ggas just know you ain’t bout it
and i stay with the reuger clip
them n*ggas just don’t talk the talkin’
me and my n*ggas gon’ walk in the spot
we be the life of the party (uhuh!)
i got your b*tch, all up on me
she rubbin’ up on my body
and if a n*gga gon’ try me
best know, i’m takin’ his wallet (give me that sh*t!)
and if a n*gga don’t stay ten toes
know, i’m knockin’ your noggin
so just stop it
no sleep we gon’ creep in your bushes
me and my n*ggas crazy, ruthless (ruthless!)
one shot all it take and we don’t miss
[verse 2] [stotle]
yeah
i got a arp, yeah let’s get active
call me contagious the way i contract it
they seein’ the chains, they callin’ it drastic
callin’ me four, the way i’m fantastic
these n*ggas ain’t real, they just made out of plastic
stay with my n*gga, and i call him jay
pull up from three, like i was klay
dunkin’ on you like i’m [?] 23
f*ck on your b*tch and she like what she see
how grams?
she started with three
asked where he at and he started to flee
know that i’m grinding the way i don’t sleep
call me pink panther the way that i creep
call her a hopper the way that she leap
and call me ray charles the way that i peep
sh*t gettin’ dangerous, sh*t gettin’ steep
yeah, aye
sh*t gettin’ dangerous, sh*t gettin’ steep
they callin’ me famous, like i was jackson
i’m in the demon, don’t got no traction
these n*ggas want beef, they call it infraction [brelly, brelly, brelly]
she lovin’ me, she call it a passion
must be like sonic, the way that i’m dashin’
remember the whip, and nah i ain’t crashin’
shoutout my brothers who couldn’t be here
she like how i drive, she like how i steer
grew up in the islands, was living in fear
house got robbed, door got kn*bbed
the way that we up, they thought we was jobs
look like i’m shaq, i’m catchin’ a lob, yeah
[verse 3] [stotle & oniii]
aye, look like i’m shaq, i’m catchin’ a lob, what
and if a n*gga gon’ try me, (yeah)
best know, i’m takin’ his wallet (give me that sh*t!)
and if a n*gga don’t stay ten toes
know, i’m knockin’ your noggin
so just stop it
no sleep we gon’ creep in your bushes (aye)
me and my n*ggas crazy, ruthless (ruthless!)
one shot all it take and we don’t miss

- stotle lyrics

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