No Sleep
I didn't get sleep got no rest I don't need it
Pull up to the court ball like Gilbert Arenas
I'm feeling like Roddy I ball every season
I mean what I say and there ain't no repeating
I hop in the whip and I swerve into the spot y'all look through the window and see how I'm leaning
My whole squad be eating
When I make it to the top I'll bring brothers with me I ain't leaving
Young K got flow and you already know
Run up my numbers then run up some more
I'm at the ceiling and I came from the floor
The diamonds on my neck and wrist got me froze
Shoutout to Spuds and AK that's the bros
I got the drip from head to toe
Certified Steppa you know that's fasho
I'm come with the squad you know we stay on go
I grinded for what I got I took the harder way
Go to court I ball like Penny Hardaway
The foreign get me to the spot if it's far away
The fee for the feature ain't hard to pay
And I hopped in the whip you know I did the dash
I hopped in the whip and my foots on the gas
I'm switching lanes and I'm going too fast
I'm swerving in the whip I hope I don't crash
Bro you know I got flow when I walk through the door
Chain on my neck you know it gotta glow
I gain a lotta money on the low
This really isn't funny ain't a joke
Making it to the top that's the goal
Ice in my veins, D Lo
You ain't in the game you choke
Me the squad we tighter than a rope
I didn't get sleep got no rest I don't need it
Pull up to the court ball like Gilbert Arenas
I'm feeling like Roddy I ball every season
I mean what I say and there ain't no repeating
I hop in the whip and I swerve into the spot y'all look through the window and see how I'm leaning
My whole squad be eating
When I make it to the top I'll bring brothers with me I ain't leaving
I didn't get sleep got no rest I don't need it
Pull up to the court ball like Gilbert Arenas
I'm feeling like Roddy I ball every season
I mean what I say and there ain't no repeating
I hop in the whip and I swerve into the spot y'all look through the window and see how I'm leaning
My whole squad be eating
When I make it to the top I'll bring brothers with me I ain't leaving
(Gang)
Pull up to the court ball like Gilbert Arenas
I'm feeling like Roddy I ball every season
I mean what I say and there ain't no repeating
I hop in the whip and I swerve into the spot y'all look through the window and see how I'm leaning
My whole squad be eating
When I make it to the top I'll bring brothers with me I ain't leaving
Young K got flow and you already know
Run up my numbers then run up some more
I'm at the ceiling and I came from the floor
The diamonds on my neck and wrist got me froze
Shoutout to Spuds and AK that's the bros
I got the drip from head to toe
Certified Steppa you know that's fasho
I'm come with the squad you know we stay on go
I grinded for what I got I took the harder way
Go to court I ball like Penny Hardaway
The foreign get me to the spot if it's far away
The fee for the feature ain't hard to pay
And I hopped in the whip you know I did the dash
I hopped in the whip and my foots on the gas
I'm switching lanes and I'm going too fast
I'm swerving in the whip I hope I don't crash
Bro you know I got flow when I walk through the door
Chain on my neck you know it gotta glow
I gain a lotta money on the low
This really isn't funny ain't a joke
Making it to the top that's the goal
Ice in my veins, D Lo
You ain't in the game you choke
Me the squad we tighter than a rope
I didn't get sleep got no rest I don't need it
Pull up to the court ball like Gilbert Arenas
I'm feeling like Roddy I ball every season
I mean what I say and there ain't no repeating
I hop in the whip and I swerve into the spot y'all look through the window and see how I'm leaning
My whole squad be eating
When I make it to the top I'll bring brothers with me I ain't leaving
I didn't get sleep got no rest I don't need it
Pull up to the court ball like Gilbert Arenas
I'm feeling like Roddy I ball every season
I mean what I say and there ain't no repeating
I hop in the whip and I swerve into the spot y'all look through the window and see how I'm leaning
My whole squad be eating
When I make it to the top I'll bring brothers with me I ain't leaving
(Gang)
Credits
Writer(s): Cayden Coleman
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