HALFWAY ASLEEP ft. pÈRez & WayneFowler Lyrics

Ain't got no gas up in the whip

Still imma whip this hoe

Dominatrix. Conversations

How I get this dough

Okay my observations solid

So I been ten toes

A lot of niggas round me wylin

But they been exposed

They been insecure since college

I can't fix it bro

Making sure I add these commas

Like my English broke

Ride slowly when I'm cruising

Cause the jakes ain't shit

Marijuana out the roof

Oh imma take that risk

I'm alone cause I remember

Who was walking with me

No I'm on, it's no reason

To be talking with me

I need this passenger seat

For all of the bags imma see

Plus I might have me a freak

That's probably relaxing with me

Collecting cash like it's cheap

And mashing the gas with my feet

Is keeping me passionate

Peace of mind's an immaculate thing

My niggas ravenous

We been eating too rapid to feast

Decreasing the averages

Been too easy I'm halfway asleep

Shit

Higher than the ceiling

I don't have no feelings

You either riding with me

Or you out to get me

Tried to speak my mind

But they never listen

I don't follow rules

I could never pay attention

Dropped out of class and now

I'm swerving in them Benzes

Sipping. Money vision fuzzy

My bitch covered in them Benjies

Bitch I'm tripping

Bitch I'm tripping

Bitch I'm tripping

Trippy tripping

Woo

2021 33rd summer

I took your word for it

Still sliding

Maneuver behind them tints

Gray sweats and Mitchell and Ness

Finesse her out of them Fenty's

My jersey's a fitted vintage

My image is Bradley Cooper

Limitless Range My name is implied

Based on which whip that I drive

My grapes from out of state

Earl Stevens, vanilla scent

This club life shit is so attractive

I'm active over production

My cuff and my watch is fuckin

Look, you can wait around for it

Imma go get it and bring it back

And then split it right down the middle

Incredible vibes, I don't test drive

Figure that shit out when I

Pull off the lot its Wayne

It's Wayne, It's Wayne

Day date Rolli's is the goal

Hotel rooms full of smoke

You ain't gotta question if we is

Shit we on til we out, til we out

Man I been around yo city I ain't heard much

Yeah lil momma be so bad she got my words stuck

Mixing rapping and the sneakers is my first love

Yeah it's my first love

Higher than the ceiling

I don't have no feelings

You either riding with me

Or you out to get me

Tried to speak my mind

But they never listen

I don't follow rules

I could never pay attention

Dropped out of class and now

I'm swerving in them Benzes

Sipping. Money vision fuzzy

My bitch covered in them Benjies

Bitch I'm tripping

Bitch I'm tripping

Bitch I'm tripping

Trippy tripping

Woo