Lyrics Sleep Walking Pt.2 - Baby Smoove

Man these niggas be lying
All my lines come from the LB man I swear these nigga be lying
They gon' mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm all the time
Who in the fuck is y'all niggas killing?
Cause y'all niggas keep on dying

Y'all lil niggas ain't got no money y'all went in on a three-five
Who in the fuck do y'all be killing Cause y'all niggas keep on dying
Lil' nigga think he got some drip he ain't never even been to Revive
Jokes upbyou niggas be lying
Headshot had his OG crying
Nigga my Cat so fast every time i hit that gas
That bitch gonna slide
Nigga my cup so dirty with every sip i'm getting high

Nigga i ain't ever had to write no song but you do cause you lying
We at your dome now boy stop lying
We at your door now boy surprise
Smoove gon pass me my jersey it's the new member of the Franchise
Took off the cap and put that bitch back
Cause these young niggas be lying
In Beverly Hills at the ATM, it just spit me out like a five
I am the shit i ain't even dropped a hit

Why am i getting followed by flies
Uh, we pull up and roll down the window with Glizzies
Them niggas looking surprised
Pour up a four that's a lava lamp lil' nigga
You just drop up a line
I'm kicking my feet up smoking your re-up everyday just getting high
We balling like NBA Jam, me, Ju, and Smoove the new NBA Live

Ten new bowls of the Shark i'm sipping on Wock you sipping on Par
SRT my car it go Vroom vroom when it start
We ain't even gotta go far you could just give me head in my car
Yeah, I don't even play them games it's a FN you won't get far
Huh, you know we rep that basketball
Your chain SI, it don't dance at all
You know they don't need no money
They do it off love they'll come and kill all of y'all

I could have like four hundred pints of Wock
And won't sell none at all
Nigga i'm so high walking on my marble i might slip and fall
Two new doctors in Michigan you know we gotta max 'em out
Six pieces in my Louis pouch you know i'm finna cash 'em out
Old ass nigga still broke as hell your age
I got the cash amount
Nigga said he had some beef with us

And died trying to chase some clout
Real prince in my hood like Brian in the O, lil' nigga i'm good
I know your blunts ain't this big
Cough too much when you hit my Wood
No we don't want features cause you capping in your hooks
No I can not teach you how to scam go read a book

No I can not
Yeah, yeah, that boy back
Come say something real quick come say something real quick
That's how we coming, and we gon keep it going like that
Fuck is you talking 'bout that shit is approved twin go on
Fuck is they talking 'bout?
It's on