M33ch - No Sleepin' (feat. 5IVE)

Know I stay t'd up
No I ain't martin I ain't ridin' with no gina
Stayin' with five know i'm ridin' with a cleaner
Catching bullets like tyreek hill no cheetah
You know ima sleep em
Pop out i'm creeping
No it ain't no sleepin'
Know I stay t'd up
No I ain't martin I ain't ridin' with no gina
Stayin' with five and he ridin' with a cleaner
Catching bullets like tyreek hill no cheetah
You know ima sleep em
Pop out i'm creeping
No it ain't no sleepin'
You know I ride with heat man
Ya hoe she wanna keep me
But I can't even keep her
I'm five i'm gonna beam em
KD 35 in that two seater
Don't put me in your mentions
No I just might get tempted
My trigger finger itchin
3-3 grew up on griffin
Slide in whips and they be tinted
Know I'm standin' on that business
Fuck around pop him in that lemon
Ten plus 2-5 like Mikal Bridges
Keep on yo wig I might just lift it
Glock in my pocket I'm too timid
Since I dropped real I been a realest
I'm known for standin' over niggas
Bitch i'm five this shit get vicious
Clear out the scene don't leave no witnesses
Keep a draco this bitch kickin
Know we can light him up like Christmas
Like grand theft auto on them missions
Boy bad he ballin' like the Pistons
Betta keep your distance like the villain
Bad bitch she tell me that she feelin' me can't do no simpin'
Sippin' that lean now i'm walkin round limpin'
Gassed up in the booth I don't got no feelings
Pop out the roof like I ain't got no ceilin'
Ja Morant with the blick I don't play for no grizzlies
Fakin' like you came up from the mud you know you privileged
I'm just reminiscin' all them times I was in them trenches
Five tell em how we livin'
We really gettin' busy
We ridin' with them blickies
Brand new I8 we lane switchin
Brand new I8 we lane switchin huh
Know I stay t'd up
No I ain't martin I ain't ridin' with no gina
Stayin' with five and he ridin' with a cleaner
Catching bullets like tyreek hill no cheetah
You know ima sleep em
Pop out i'm creeping
No it ain't no sleepin'
You know I ride with heat man
Ya hoe she wanna keep me
But I can't even keep her
I'm five i'm gonna beam em
KD 35 in that two seater
Don't put me in your mentions
No I just might get tempted
My trigger finger itchin
Smokin' on woods these ain't no swishers
Steady balling I ain't on no pistons
You could call me 3-3 like i'm pippen
If I ain't got the blick we could put on them mittens
Huh
If I ain't got the blick we could put on them
Yo bitch gon' fuck me how I'm drippin
Tryna stack millys to the ceiling
Poppin' these meds no penicillin
Niggas try to play like I don't be drillin'
Had to tell pops I don't need no ritalin
Drank in my stomach why I be shittin'
Nigga tryna talk like he won't be missin
Off that white boy like i'm Josh Giddey
Switch on the Glock we don't care for no simis
Bend a bitch up I ain't talkin no fitness
My old hoe don't want me sippin
Corvette rain drop now I gotta go lid it
Can't slide in my whip so I gotta go rent it
They'll call a nigga fly like we some pigeons
My niggas outside and we on go
Niggas won't drop lo we want smoke
We'll get the drop on em we won't fold
Duckin' from the feds had to put her on hold
Brought a extra clip now I gotta reload
Know i'm from the 5 but i'm pourin' up 4s
Know that i'm 3 we can trap 2 phones
Tryna go number 1
Know I stay t'd up
No I ain't martin I ain't ridin' with no gina
Stayin' with five and he ridin' with a cleaner
Catching bullets like tyreek hill no cheetah
You know ima sleep em
Pop out i'm creeping
No it ain't no sleepin'

Written by:
Ametriyus Thomas

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