"Sandman" lyrics
(Yeah, that nigga Jellyy on that)
(We don't do Nike Tech, he was talkin' 'bout puttin' on a Nike Tech to come outside-)
Shut up
Quarter zip, Lululemon
I only wear Nike Tech when I'm bendin', ski, shades, MAC-11 (M Row)
G-19 hold way more than seven, switch, button, throw ten in one second
Click, tap, I had to press it, uh, I'm tryna send him to heaven (Word to bro)
This shit is tempting, clip see-through, leavin' it empty
Baba, treesh, freak, I want a happy ending
B-Bop-Bop, tap, shoulder, lean, down, let me get closer
Shots on shots, flock from the holster
Every drill I was on, word to bro, I was sober
Turn on the motor, it's a opp in the street now I'm runnin' him over
My bitch gettin' mad 'cause I don't wanna post her
Like, you is not gettin' exposure
Lightskin, natural, nails done
Play with my bitch, you not gettin' no fair one
Warning shot, might have to hear one
Ring-Ring, all in my ear drum
Bro holdin' my arm while I'm flickin' my gun, but he still got-, so I call that a and-one
Squad wipe, I had to clear 'em, hold on, I don't think they hear us
Left, right, bop-bop, phew-phew, watch how I bang
Left, right, bop-bop, phew-phew, watch how I- (M Row)
Quarter zip, Lululemon
I only wear Nike Tech when I'm bendin', ski, shades, MAC-11
Vroom-vroom, watch how I rev it
Gas pedal, I had to step on it
Smoke in the air, never will clear, so we not deadin' it
How you smokin' my mans? At first, when he said it
I saw him up close, now he regret it
Bumpin' the opps, comments, sharing
Now he sayin' he don't fuck with them, I'm not tryna hear it
(We don't do Nike Tech, he was talkin' 'bout puttin' on a Nike Tech to come outside-)
Shut up
Quarter zip, Lululemon
I only wear Nike Tech when I'm bendin', ski, shades, MAC-11 (M Row)
G-19 hold way more than seven, switch, button, throw ten in one second
Click, tap, I had to press it, uh, I'm tryna send him to heaven (Word to bro)
This shit is tempting, clip see-through, leavin' it empty
Baba, treesh, freak, I want a happy ending
B-Bop-Bop, tap, shoulder, lean, down, let me get closer
Shots on shots, flock from the holster
Every drill I was on, word to bro, I was sober
Turn on the motor, it's a opp in the street now I'm runnin' him over
My bitch gettin' mad 'cause I don't wanna post her
Like, you is not gettin' exposure
Lightskin, natural, nails done
Play with my bitch, you not gettin' no fair one
Warning shot, might have to hear one
Ring-Ring, all in my ear drum
Bro holdin' my arm while I'm flickin' my gun, but he still got-, so I call that a and-one
Squad wipe, I had to clear 'em, hold on, I don't think they hear us
Left, right, bop-bop, phew-phew, watch how I bang
Left, right, bop-bop, phew-phew, watch how I- (M Row)
Quarter zip, Lululemon
I only wear Nike Tech when I'm bendin', ski, shades, MAC-11
Vroom-vroom, watch how I rev it
Gas pedal, I had to step on it
Smoke in the air, never will clear, so we not deadin' it
How you smokin' my mans? At first, when he said it
I saw him up close, now he regret it
Bumpin' the opps, comments, sharing
Now he sayin' he don't fuck with them, I'm not tryna hear it
