letra de gbg - sleepy hallow
[intro]
mello made it right
great john on the beat by the way
[chorus]
you know i gotta stay with a stick
get back gang in my city it’s sick
said she love me she poppin’ a tit
and i drop an opp i ain’t droppin’ a diss
i know n-ggas hate when i’m talkin’ my sh-t
n-ggas hate me i’m somethin’ like chris
you ain’t tryna spin better get out the whip
better get out the— f-ck that
[verse: 1]
sh-t got lit i was taking that trip
slide thru me and billie on some sh-t
free fresh, that’s really the rip
free totetact
free benji and mick
he ain’t with it we do him like rick
and shawty she on me, she tryna get hit
ya i’m good, she (gucci) proud of (prada) my drip
she said she adore my dior kicks
f-ck a uber, you gotta get lyft
in the air that’s an opp in a spliff
never care bout no popular sh-t
they might pick up the heat, when i’m droppin’ this sh-t
i’m a winner you know i don’t quit
they can stay where they know they can say
drive me crazy, don’t gotta permit
b-tch i’m outta my body, i’m ready to glitch
[chorus]
you know i gotta stay with a stick
get back gang in my city it’s sick
said she love me she poppin’ a tit
and i drop an opp i ain’t droppin’ a diss
i know n-ggas hate when i’m talkin’ my sh-t
n-ggas hate me i’m somethin’ like chris
you ain’t tryna spin better get out the whip
better get out the— f-ck that
[verse: 2]
still ten toes with my foot in the mud
said i’m ugly now she wanna f-ck
i stay with protection my gun in my glove
ain’t no cappin’ he really a thug
they been tryna be me since i gotta bust
they gon’ hate that i’m getting the love
and baby i’m sl!ck like i’m catching a bug
run up on me he catching a slug
gotta keep me a strap in this club
you know if he lack then we packin’ ’em up
took a strap he ain’t clap it enough
ain’t no cap in my rap
he a pack if he sus
shoot first we ain’t asking ’em much
they like “we getting active or what?”
new whip i be switching sh-t up
and they know they could look but they know not to touch
[chorus]
you know i gotta stay with a stick
get back gang in my city it’s sick
said she love me she poppin’ a tit
and i drop an opp i ain’t droppin’ a diss
i know n-ggas hate when i’m talkin’ my sh-t
n-ggas hate me i’m something like chris
you ain’t tryna spin better get out the whip
better get out the— f-ck that
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