No Sleep - Robb Bank$

I think I might be happy

Drank got me dehydrated

My nigga Moose

Like a mothafucker

Eh, eh, eh, eh

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 bitch say she not in love with me

‘Bout to give that bitch back, she belong to the streets

Just poured two lines, that codeine flavoured peach

Lil bitch, you lost your mind, tryna play around with a G

Say you getting them Ms and you can’t count it (cap)

Your drip not from a stylist (cap)

You don’t let these niggas try you (cap)

That pussy 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 dick, 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)

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 bitch say she not in love with me

Nah, my bitch say she not in love with me

My bitch say she not in love with me

No, she not in love, she not in love with me

A bad bitch, rolling off the bean

Transform, transform doors with the wings

Gs up, hoes down, double MOB

Living that shit they rap about, baby, fuck 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 shit, I ain’t never gave a fuck

I don’t got y’all shit, I ain’t never gave a fuck

My main bitch bad, pay all her bills, first of the month

She suck on that dick, 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 shit up, uh

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Uh, uh, uh, you dig

Happy, happy

Happy, happy

Phone