SLEEPING DOGS Lyrics

Feel like Sleeping Dogs

Rock Japan swag

In my elementary classes I was a bad ass kid

Back in middle school, picking on the small guys, tryna' beat their ass

Now in highschool, I'm doing all these bitches very bad

(Shh)

Why'd you take your top off, I didn't ask

This some calm shit, I ain't mean to brag

Blacked out whip, looking through the Apple Maps

Always talking 'bout some hoes, my girl hates when I rap

Where your motion at

Boy you need to go and run a lap

I don't show emotion

This bitch don't know that I'm fucking mad

Or sad, because I know your talking to a brand new man

Bouta' fuck up on her friend

Gotta' open request, instagram

Who you know that do it like me

I bet you fucking can't

I got rare hobby's (shit), making music, counting bands

Rolling four deep in a blacked out track Jeep

I am not drilling, bouta' show out to some fans

Freak bitch tryna' grab up on my hand and put it in her pants

I don't even wanna' talk about it

I'm making all this money, watch my stack grow

Tryna' bite up on my swag, I'm on some new shit, you is too slow

Walking out of Saks, I copped a bunch of clothes

Someone needa' fire this hoe, 'cause the bottom of my bag broke

Glock 19's with switches, spray 'em like a water hose

You can't stop this shit, this beef is not a case that closed

Sleeping dogs

Feel like Sleeping Dogs

Rock Japan swag

In my elementary classes I was a bad ass kid

Back in middle school, picking on the small guys, tryna' beat their ass

Now in highschool, I'm doing all these bitches very bad

(Shh)

Why'd you take your top off, I didn't ask

This some calm shit, I ain't mean to brag

Blacked out whip, looking through the Apple Maps

Always talking 'bout some hoes, my girl hates when I rap

Sleeping dogs

Feel like Sleeping Dogs

Rock Japan swag

In my elementary classes I was a bad ass kid

Back in middle school, picking on the small guys, tryna' beat their ass

Now in highschool, I'm doing all these bitches very bad

(f-f, f-fr fresh)

(f-f, fresh)