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Rich Gang

"No Sleep"

[Intro]
I think I might be happy
Drank got me dehydrated
My n*gga Moose
Like a mothaf*cker
Eh, eh, eh, eh

[Hook]
40 pointed on me, no creep
Six xans on me, no sleep
And I’m like, “Long live Peep”
And I smoke the whole grabba leaf
My b*tch say she not in love with me
‘Bout to give that b*tch back, she belong to the streets
Just poured two lines, that codeine flavoured peach
Lil b*tch, you lost your mind, tryna play around with a G

[Verse 1]
Say you getting them Ms and you can’t count it (cap)
Your drip not from a stylist (cap)
You don’t let these n*ggas try you (cap)
That pus*y don’t got no mileage (cap)
Your clout level 100 (cap)
Smashed that and she loved it (cap)
Your album wasn’t garbage (cap)
They didn’t up that pistol on you (cap)
But it ain’t Phone indecisive (cap)
Drive blue ones, drive the white one (cap)
See every thot and I can’t ride it
Been too high, but I think I like it
I’ma make you suck that di*k, don’t bite it
I just bought a yellow Cuban link, dip it white
I’ma pop a perc, start itching, get violent
TV dinner push your thighs to a side dish (SSET)

[Hook]
40 pointed on me, no creep
Six xans on me, no sleep
And I’m like, “Long live Peep”
And I smoke the whole grabba leaf
My b*tch say she not in love with me
Nah, my b*tch say she not in love with me
My b*tch say she not in love with me
No, she not in love, she not in love with me

[Verse 2]
A bad b*tch, rolling off the bean
Transform, transform doors with the wings
Gs up, hoes down, double MOB
Living that sh*t they rap about, baby, f*ck with me, me
I’ma let that go, I’ma let that go
Happy
My neck on froze, my neck on froze
Happy
I’ma let that go (happy), I’ma let that go (happy)
My neck on froze, yeah, my neck on froze, brr
Y’all mad I’m SSET, y’all mad I’m Phone
Y’all mad I’m here and then I’m gone
I don’t got y’all sh*t, I ain’t never gave a f*ck
I don’t got y’all sh*t, I ain’t never gave a f*ck
My main b*tch bad, pay all her bills, first of the month
She suck on that di*k, I gave her a pill, she do what she want
Happy
I got 500 opps, I’m shooting to kill, you better duck
Happy
I’m write out my will for the day I’m killed, set that sh*t up, uh

[Outro]
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, you dig
Happy, happy
Happy, happy

Phone

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