SLEEPERS FREESTYLE Lyrics

Eyy, ey

What, what

What, what, what, what

Bitch I'm big-time stunner

I was up when they was sleep

The boss is up

You baby boys can go back to the sheets

Aaahh, they talking like the boy ain't come

Up out the streets boy

You say you got it

Why you lying through your teeth boy

They say they want it, tell me why they still asleep

Tiller said it but in case you missed it, I'll repeat

I'm working I don't got no time for thirsting over pics

Eyy, I'm with the shits, boy I'm really with the shits eyy

Shorty tongue out like she trynna hit a lick

Fuck you think

Slide in it, it's a playground for my kids boy

She thicky thicky and her titties double D boy

But please believe me when I say she for the streets eyy

Big spinner, champaigne spiller

A rich nigga, she want a rich nigga

In the club she checking who wrist bigger or big tipper

She competing with big strippers

But back to me, they trynna drain my energy

Been rolling in the deep

Word to A-D-E-L-E (Adele)

They F-ing with a G

My boy it's really clear to see

Coz I've been balling on the court like Jordan 1993 eyy

Get to all the cake

See through all the fake, man I

Used to be asleep

Shit now I'm awake, let em hate

All these pussy niggas let em ovulate

It's okay

Made her choice

I thought that she had better taste

It's okay

Fly nigga, I'm too sexy either way

Man you just came off the bench

So how you need another break

All these niggas taking shots

Man they gon' need another take

All these niggas taking shots

Man they gon' need another

Because I'm big-time stunner

I was up when they was sleep

The boss is up

You baby boys can go back to the sheets

Aaahh, they talking like the boy ain't come

Up out the streets boy

You say you got it

Why you lying through your teeth boy

Oh please

I let em live another day

OD

I'm on overdrive and overdedicate

Broskii

Just tie our lace before you play

Thats me, I'm at your head, durag on the wave

Oh please

Man I let them niggas live another day

OD

I'm on overdrive and overdedicate

I'm the one that got these niggas tying laces before they play

I'm the one that steady aiming at your durag on the waves

No sleeping the streets filled with demons

Niggas scheming, no kizzy boy I've seen it

The typa shit that really happen when you winning

That shit aint given

You get just what you give in

Know some shorties really want the boy to take em on a date

know some niggas mad when they see that some food up on my plate

Enemies is close, my brothers never far from round the way

Typa shit you only hearing on a real nigga tape nigga

Eyy

Realest in the game right now boy