[Sleepy Hallow & Skillibeng]
Yo Eastside, yo eastside, yo eastside
(Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh) Ayy
She said she don't love me, why she still get naked?
I'm a badmon (Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh)
Look, hol' on, look (Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh)
(Great John on the beat by the way)
I'm feeling way, way too saucy (Too sauce)
Too sauce
Hop out the Wraith, hopped in the Porsche (Hopped in the Porsche)
New Porsche, and it's racin' (And it's racin'), huh
She said she don't love me, why she still get naked? (She still get naked)
I'm a badmon, baby, I'm Jamaican (I'm Jamaican)
Yeah (Hol' on)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tonight, wе don't give a fuck
Tonight, we don't really carе, hol' on
Yeah (Aiight bet)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tonight, we don't give a fuck
Tonight, we don't really care, hol' on, huh
[Sleepy Hallow]
Wait
I'm tryna bleed the block, huh
I know you heard the shots
I be buggin', tryna murder opps, ayy
I got 'em itchin' to flock
When you see me you better move hot
You know who call the shots
From the bottom, but now we on top, huh
How is you still sleep? Now they lovin', used to hate me, huh
And my kicks clean, ain't nobody ever had these, uh
Crackin', huh
No lackin', know I pack it
Can't have it, huh
You know we super savage
(Wait, wait, hol' on, hol' on)
[Sleepy Hallow]
I'm feeling way, way too saucy (Too sauce)
Too sauce
Hop out the Wraith, hopped in the Porsche (Hopped in the Porsche)
New Porsche, and it's racin' (And it's racin')
She said she don't love me, why she still get naked? (She still get naked)
I'm a badmon, baby, I'm Jamaican (I'm Jamaican)
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tonight, we don't give a fuck
Tonight, we don't really care, hol' on
Yeah (Aiight bet)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tonight, we don't give a fuck
Tonight, we don't really care
[Skillibeng & Sleepy Hallow]
Bumboclaat though, yeah (Wait, woah)
And we have the Glock and the FN, the AR, the sig, and the mini K dem
Run wid the bad mon
Cause blood bath, bloodclaat, don't cross, you fi dead
Skilly wid the beng and Sleepy will roll pon dem wid the four ball dem
We all run the street like fence?
When boy go sleep pon bed (Yeah)
We nuh go gripe and feel out, some cyat want me now
Bother that? Me nuh feel suh
Then start, want beef nuh?
We have the all purpose Glock
We ah brr nah chat pon people
Trun bwoy head into ah pasta
Mek dawg come nyam dat
Dem bwoy could run, got all star
Still mek the boy run fast fast
Fool in the mouth tryna falter
You ah know we ah mad man
Two many K dat ah chop chop (Yuh say?)
[Sleepy Hallow]
I'm feeling way, way too saucy (Too sauce)
Too sauce
Hop out the Wraith, hopped in the Porsche (Hopped in the Porsche)
New Porsche, and it's racin' (And it's racin')
She said she don't love me, why she still get naked? (She still get naked)
I'm a badmon, baby, I'm Jamaican (I'm Jamaican)
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tonight, we don't give a fuck
Tonight, we don't really care, hol' on
Yeah (Aiight bet)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tonight, we don't give a fuck
Tonight, we don't really care
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