letra de no sleep - skitz & goldin
[hook: skitz]
4 in the morning, i ain’t trynna sleep
off of the gas, ain’t been sober in weeks
want me in bed, she a freak in the sheets
keeping it loaded but keeping the peace
gucci ‘round my neck like it’s 30 degrees
send her a private for pick up from greece
land out in cali and get on her knees
hop in the car, push to start, f-ck the keys
[verse: skitz]
i can’t even choose
light up your block like we lighting a fuse
your girl pull up on me, i keep her amused
double cup, ranchers, off codeine, i snooze
last man who messed ended up on the news
bought a new yacht, it’s the size of a cruise
started a gunfight, you ain’t pay your dues
snitch on the boy, why they always accuse (yuh, yuh)
vvs, they dancing when i’m at the club
throwing up 100s, 50s and the dubs
mama told me don’t f-ck with the drugs
this b-tch won’t be mine, i can’t show no love
pop me a x and i’m high like a dove
it’s raining money, it come from above
stack it up high but it’s never enough
lie on my name but i caught on your bluff
[hook: skitz]
4 in the morning, i ain’t trynna sleep
off of the gas, ain’t been sober in weeks
want me in bed, she a freak in the sheets
keeping it loaded but keeping the peace
gucci ‘round my neck like it’s 30 degrees
send her a private for pick up from greece
land out in cali and get on her knees
hop in the car, push to start, f-ck the keys
[verse: goldin]
4 in the morning, i’m still in the stu
pull up in the lamb, i pull up with your boo
got me designer, i got jimmy choo
bought me a plane, called the pilot and flew
wrist be too cold, it belong in the freezer
pull out the glock, and they gonna have a seizure
she tell me she love me but i don’t believe her
block all her calls like a mo’f-cking keeper
i don’t need the bullsh-t, y’all keep all the cap
ride in the foreign, i got me a strap
i got your boo on my mo’f-cking lap
nah, i ain’t not nav, but you know i’mma tap
pull up with the gang and you know we got guns
we shoot up your house and your block just for fun
this sh-t gon’ keep going, nah we ain’t done
gang pull out straps and i know you gon’ run
[hook: skitz]
4 in the morning, i ain’t trynna sleep
off of the gas, ain’t been sober in weeks
want me in bed, she a freak in the sheets
keeping it loaded but keeping the peace
gucci ‘round my neck like it’s 30 degrees
send her a private for pick up from greece
land out in cali and get on her knees
hop in the car, push to start, f-ck the keys
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