No Sleep Gang

Lyrics

No sleep gang insomnia gang
 We out here trafficking
 Then i'ma find me a lane
 You wanna be celebrities
 You remind me of lames
 But I got bars when Im through selling these
 Imma buy me some fame
 All about that moolah holla
 Imma rock wallet with a iced out collah
 Prada frames loan beats top sharra
 I dont count on niggers but I might count dollars
 I dont count on hoes but I might count dollars
 I don't count haters but I might count
 Bottles in the VIP
 When the club turn the lights out
 Im on the white couch
 Yelling out
 Bang bang bang
 Bang bang bang
 OG man had a dope things came
 Getem so hooked theyll adopt T-Pain
 Caught her on a beep and theres no key chain
 Push the start then it crooked apart
 Cease vibrate when the dope beat bang
 Drank the sip
 Nigger Kush the spark
 Bang bang bang
 Bang bang bang
 Bang bang bang
 Nigger no sleep gang
 Fuck sleep get that money my nigger
 Fuck sleep get that money my nigger
 Fuck sleep get that money my nigger
 Fuck sleep get that money my nigger
 Fuck sleep get that money my nigger
 Smoke in the club roll that up
 Drink in the club pour that up
 Haters in the club so damn what?
 If you dont make money then it dont add up
 No sleep gang, throw that up
 No sleep gang, throw that up
 No sleep gang, throw that up
 If you dont make money then it dont add up
 House in the hills thousands in mills
 Getting vowed in the field with your spouse in Brazil
 On ounces in pills
 How does it feel to count dollar bills to count dollar bills
 House in the hills thousands in mills
 Getting wowed in the field with your spouse in Brazil
 On ounces in pills
 How does it feel to count dollar bills to count dollar bills
 No no sleep gang in-insomnia gang
 Raised by some old dogs
 Thats why I polly with 'caine
 They push rock in the 90s
 They remind me of Dame
 Hundred on the dash
 Jorn's on the gas
 Pull the top back while I swap through the lane yelling
 Bang bang bang
 Bang bang bang
 Dough see dough with a hoe he claim
 In a low key mode about to throw meat brain
 and I know she know chain in the cross
 COB I'm the cob gang boss
 Bitch threw molly in her own champagne
 This time around yall cant blame Ross
 Mama told me I couldnt behave
 To that dollar was quicker to slave
 Now Im a master
 Fly right past ya
 Louisvuitton sneakers one foot in the grave
 But before I die
 Let me tell you this
 Imma ball on you niggers
 I can tell you piss
 Talk about how I gave yo wife fad all day ni-ni-ni
 Nigger dont tell me
 Homie tell your bitch
 She rep
 Bang bang bang
 Bang bang bang
 Bang bang bang
 Nigger no sleep gang
 Fuck sleep get that money my nigger
 Fuck sleep get that money my nigger
 Fuck sleep get that money my nigger
 Fuck sleep get that money my nigger
 Fuck sleep get that money my nigger
 Smoke in the club roll that up
 Drink in the club pour that up
 Haters in the club so damn what?
 If you dont make money than it dont add up
 No sleep gang, throw that up
 No sleep gang, throw that up
 No sleep gang, throw that up
 If you dont make money than it dont add up
 T-turn up!
 House in the hills thousands in mills
 Getting vowed in the field with your spouse in Brazil
 On ounces in pills
 How does it feel to count dollar bills to count dollar bills
 House in the hills thousands in mills
 Getting vowed in the field with your spouse in Brazil
 On ounces in pills
 How does it feel to count dollar bills to count dollar bills
 Bang bang bang
 Bang bang bang
 Bang bang bang
 Bang bang bang
 

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Duration
04:04
Tempo
120 BPM

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