letra de sleepin' - xavtimer
[hook]
i don’t get it i don’t get it
sleepin’ on me b-tch boy quit it
see the windows yeah they tinted
copped a bag just to spend it
need them digits
need them digits
hit that b-tch up just to hit it
hit it
heard you knockin at the door just gimmie a f-ckin minute
gimmie a minute
gimmie a minute
no i don’t get it
no i don’t get it
new designer got it fitted
not givin up i’m committed
i just doubled up my cup up then i poured anotha pint
keep a thousand g’s stashed on me call that sh-t a terabyte
100 yard dash from twelve like a track meet need me 3 stripes
bad b-tch on me good goodnight
buss that sh-t for the pipe
[verse 1]
all my sh-t clean cut like a razor she doin lines off the table
she a hoe stage name was maple
swinging home runs like a cradle
hit em wit the double x given upper cuts them sh-ts fatal
i can’t trust n0body keep a pole i ain’t good with betrayal
love all my slime like a snail
make mama proud i won’t fail
do the dash ain’t goin to jail
i want brain i want the tail
hold on tight got smoke inhaled
let lose blow smoke i exhale
add it up math ixl
at the top but i excel
i can’t hear you talkin sh-t boy can you send me them in brail
[hook]
i don’t get it i don’t get it
sleepin’ on me b-tch boy quit it
see the windows yeah they tinted
copped a bag just to spend it
need them digits
need them digits
hit that b-tch up just to hit it
hit it
heard you knockin at the door just gimmie a f-ckin minute
gimmie a minute
gimmie a minute
no i don’t get it
no i don’t get it
new designer got it fitted
not givin up i’m committed
i just doubled up my cup up then i poured anotha pint
keep a thousand g’s stashed on me call that sh-t a terabyte
100 yard dash from twelve like a track meet need me 3 stripes
bad b-tch on me good goodnight
buss that sh-t for the pipe
[verse 2]
ay yuh ay yuh
that sh-t tough
that sh-t tough
got no l just a dub
at the club f-ck it up
she want love not enough
for these b-tches i can’t love
in the moshpit push and shovin
flowing with heat like a f-ckin oven
got these blunts by the dozen
engine start push a b-tton
stunting no repercussions
no repercussions
no repercussions
no repercussions
feelin sick off some of some sh-t might need some need some robitussin
[hook]
i don’t get it i don’t get it
sleepin’ on me b-tch boy quit it
see the windows yeah they tinted
copped a bag just to spend it
need them digits
need them digits
hit that b-tch up just to hit it
hit it
heard you knockin at the door just gimmie a f-ckin minute
gimmie a minute
gimmie a minute
no i don’t get it
no i don’t get it
new designer got it fitted
not givin up i’m committed
i just doubled up my cup up then i poured anotha pint
keep a thousand g’s stashed on me call that sh-t a terabyte
100 yard dash from twelve like a track meet need me 3 stripes
bad b-tch on me good goodnight
buss that sh-t for the pipe
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