ASN - Narcolepsy (feat. ASN Elmo, ASN Steez & ASN Roe)
I'm bouta ad libMan fuck what y'all talking bout niggas
You get high off my aroma, I be wreaking from the reefer
Niggas say they smoking gas, I blowing on this ether
Every word I speak is holy, swear I coulda been a preacher (Bless Em)
Know some niggas in that field, and some watching from the bleachers (Ball Game)
Nîggas down bad broke as hell, playing blackjack (Bum)
I be in the hood, making serves in a black cat
I can't fuck with her, can't be trusted, cuz that bitch a rat (Rat ass bitch)
Priorities in life, move the bag, have yo fun last
Cozy in all rooms the doc think I got narcolepsy
Shake her dark ass up and make her squirt just like a Pepsi (She fizzing)
Before I make a move, I had to hit 'em with a hesi
I think my girl cute, but I know the bag is sexy (Fine ass)
Nigga claim he bang could give a fuck about his set
Ain't a dog you just a puppy, gon' head say it wit ya chest
Nigga talking loud now, but he don't really know what's next
Post outside a nigga crib ain't taking kindly to no threat (We bouta see)
The main challenge to this shit, is to keep 'em out yo business
Bitches love to hop on dick, just because they see you winning
Only one thing on my mind when I wake up, let's go get it (Cmon)
And remember you'll be starting from the back fight to finish
Sent a bow to her house, cause I know that she a purist
But I'm pragmatic, guess my life a have you curious
Fast on the road, and the rage is something furious
When yo foot on the gas just make sure the driver fearless
We got raunchy fast music, bet she shake her ass to it
Got my niggas off the shrooms, they think I'm a bad influence
She only get a couple rounds, why? Cuz I got bad endurance
I just did a hit and run, I hope that bitch had insurance
One day, turbo Benz sedan, in the hills
Ima throw some cartis on, to distinguish fake from real (Cartier)
This is not the great debate, pay the price, ain't no deals
She ask me why I drive the Germans, I like the way they make me feel
This shit crazy, ima tell the story, this shit getting raw
How the fuck you tryna pay 25 for a eighth of za (Broke nigga)
Niggas so damn weak, then complaining when the weed ass
Fuck up all that talking, ain't no talk show, get up get a bag
He can't cop an 8 ball without my cue
Don't be petting on my dog, bitch you know this ain't no zoo
She sick of going with the flow, but I told her it's the flu
Loading up tracer rounds, told that nigga don't get blue
Me and my niggas sick as fuck, I don't think that they cure it
Had to tap in with my Unk, cuz the dope he got the purest (Okay)
Know the weed exotic as fuck, like that shit came from Honduras
Yo bitch in every nigga hood, you woulda thought she was tourist
Boolin' in the burbs with the moms, eating Haagen Dazs (This shit good)
Getting to the money in the end, is the biggest prize (First place)
Baby I'm a dog, don't believe me, I will leave you crying
Don't believe in chemistry with you, I always questioned science
I'ont need a stylist why these niggas tryna address me (Back the fuck up)
Doctor with the clips got my PHD like Jerry (Productions)
Can't get high with you 'cause I know you smoking Larry
Can't get 'High' with 'U' because it's Hugh (Larry Hughes nigga)
Can't get high with you 'cause you put your shit in Swishers
Classy hoes sip wine, yours a slut, she gulp liquor
She let salt bae feed her, and you went home and kissed her (Goofy ass)
Yelling 'FREE MY MANS', he went in for stealing Snickers
Bitch I be high, I ain't got time for yo games
Bitch I be high, know her body not the name
Thought the bitch was a dime, but she really loose change
If I lost or won it all, guarantee that I would change (I promise)
She say I ain't shit, I'm tryna be
Say she don't suck dick, stop lying to me
I just want the guts bitch, honestly
Do the bitch got friends, I'm tryna see
(Put them hoes on the flo' mayne)
Have the whole city turnt up off some real weed
I'm double sticked up like the letter 'F'
Written by:
Chase Shaw, Eddie Collier, Victor Hill
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