[Intro]
Great John on the beat, by the way
[Chorus: Sleepy Hallow]
I got some demons on my back
I put my shooters on the map
30 round get him if he lack
Drip down, know I spent a pack
Big body, same color crack
New thottie, love to throw it back
I just gotta swipe, no app
We gon' get these racks, no cap
[Verse 1: Sleepy Hallow]
Yeahhhh, savage
She gon' shake it for a savage
All for the green cash, call it cabbage
I'm off the pills, knee can't balance
Yeahhhh, trappin'
We got the trap doin' backflips
Roll up the gas, countin' up the baggage
She got a fat ass, I'ma slap it
Yeahhhh, shooter gang got 'em shook
Step in that kitchen, choppa get you cooked
Aye, flip a nigga like a book
Fuck with the gang, souls gettin' took
Aye, bleed it, huh, tell 'em don't speak it
Can we fuck and keep it secret?
Aye, [?], fuck it, I'm leaving
Bitches switch up like the seasons
[Chorus: Sleepy Hallow]
I got some demons on my back
I put my shooters on the map
30 round get him if he lack
Drip down, know I spent a pack
Big body, same color crack
New thottie, love to throw it back
I just gotta swipe, no app
We gon' get these racks, no cap
[Verse 2: Sheff G]
Look, look, I be chillin' but I be lovin' war
Look, Sleepy, you know who to call
Been on watch since a nigga been kickin' doors
Look, used to swing the .44
Heavy traps, we don't carry no .22's
We can fight out, don't care if I win or lose
Diagnosis, I'm lucky
Look, alone in the dark while I thought of my sickest moves
Look, alone, I was broke, wasn't gettin' money
Look, need it, I take it from you
[?]
Look, no rest, even on a Sunday
Free all the gang, huh, you know that they watchin' us
T2MB be the team, know they family and ain't no departing us
[Chorus: Sleepy Hallow]
I got some demons on my back
I put my shooters on the map
30 round get him if he lack
Drip down, know I spent a pack
Big body, same color crack
New thottie, love to throw it back
I just gotta swipe, no app
We gon' get these racks, no cap
[Outro: Sleepy Hallow]
Yeahhhh, savage
She gon' shake it for a savage
All for the green green, call it cabbage
I'm off the pills, knee can't balance
Yeahhhh, trappin'
We got the trap doin' backflips
Roll up the gas countin' up the baggage
She got a fat ass, Imma slap it
Yeahhhh
