"Drowsy" lyrics
([?] what up, my nigga?)
Two million credit card points on the plastic
Finna go, stamp on the Visa, classic
My bitches thick, I be slappin' they asses
Steppin' on shit, we ain't givin' no passes
Turkey bag full of the terps, it's reekin'
Fuckin' on fine shit, she Puerto Rican
I'm with the plug, I'm havin' a meeting
Gettin' the money, I barely be sleepin'
Servin' that drank, this shit got me drowsy
I'm from the East, I tax out-of-towners
I brought the gang, this shit can get rowdy
Sellin' these terps and flippin' these houses
Stuffin' these racks in Louis V pouches
Swipin' for furniture, I get free couches
Duffle with racks, it's heavy as fuck
Fine shit with me, she wet as fuck
Can't let a ratchet bitch set me up
Pops told me ain't no lettin' up
I'm swipin' until I'm arrested
You know that I'm spikin' my beverage
You know that I'm hangin' with felons
I'm keepin' a modified weapon
I'm swangin' my dough at them, highs and lows
Just made a thirty-band play at the lo'
Essence and trill to burn up your nose
Dropping these hits, no time for hoes
Rappin' and scammin', I order up CC's
Right out of the studio, I am not new to this
Open these racks, I'm makin' this movie clip
Totin' that blick, you know I be shootin' shit
Cut down the bale this [?] got a shawty
Crocodile bags, I spoil my shawty
I find me some thick shit when I get horny
I'm on a tarmac with Goyard, boarding
These niggas sleep while the cred is boomin'
Walkin' and bussin' and checkin' the union
Bitches DM me, they feelin' my movement
You know my MO, I'll wipe institutions
Two million credit card points on the plastic
Finna go, stamp on the Visa, classic
My bitches thick, I be slappin' they asses
Steppin' on shit, we ain't givin' no passes
Turkey bag full of the terps, it's reekin'
Fuckin' on fine shit, she Puerto Rican
I'm with the plug, I'm havin' a meeting
Gettin' the money, I barely be sleepin'
Servin' that drank, this shit got me drowsy
I'm from the East, I tax out-of-towners
I brought the gang, this shit can get rowdy
Sellin' these terps and flippin' these houses
Stuffin' these racks in Louis V pouches
Swipin' for furniture, I get free couches
Two million credit card points on the plastic
Finna go, stamp on the Visa, classic
My bitches thick, I be slappin' they asses
Steppin' on shit, we ain't givin' no passes
Turkey bag full of the terps, it's reekin'
Fuckin' on fine shit, she Puerto Rican
I'm with the plug, I'm havin' a meeting
Gettin' the money, I barely be sleepin'
Servin' that drank, this shit got me drowsy
I'm from the East, I tax out-of-towners
I brought the gang, this shit can get rowdy
Sellin' these terps and flippin' these houses
Stuffin' these racks in Louis V pouches
Swipin' for furniture, I get free couches
Duffle with racks, it's heavy as fuck
Fine shit with me, she wet as fuck
Can't let a ratchet bitch set me up
Pops told me ain't no lettin' up
I'm swipin' until I'm arrested
You know that I'm spikin' my beverage
You know that I'm hangin' with felons
I'm keepin' a modified weapon
I'm swangin' my dough at them, highs and lows
Just made a thirty-band play at the lo'
Essence and trill to burn up your nose
Dropping these hits, no time for hoes
Rappin' and scammin', I order up CC's
Right out of the studio, I am not new to this
Open these racks, I'm makin' this movie clip
Totin' that blick, you know I be shootin' shit
Cut down the bale this [?] got a shawty
Crocodile bags, I spoil my shawty
I find me some thick shit when I get horny
I'm on a tarmac with Goyard, boarding
These niggas sleep while the cred is boomin'
Walkin' and bussin' and checkin' the union
Bitches DM me, they feelin' my movement
You know my MO, I'll wipe institutions
Two million credit card points on the plastic
Finna go, stamp on the Visa, classic
My bitches thick, I be slappin' they asses
Steppin' on shit, we ain't givin' no passes
Turkey bag full of the terps, it's reekin'
Fuckin' on fine shit, she Puerto Rican
I'm with the plug, I'm havin' a meeting
Gettin' the money, I barely be sleepin'
Servin' that drank, this shit got me drowsy
I'm from the East, I tax out-of-towners
I brought the gang, this shit can get rowdy
Sellin' these terps and flippin' these houses
Stuffin' these racks in Louis V pouches
Swipin' for furniture, I get free couches
