paroles de chanson Close the Door (feat. Coolitjp) - Sleepwaka

Yeah Yeah
I know that she with me Versace Alyx
Amiri jeans I want all the kills it's a killing-spree
I got so many bodies like I went on a killstreak
I know she got a body but I know that she from the streets
She sippin on Pink Whitney i'm sippin Triss
Yeah she sippin on pink whitney i'm sippin triss

I can't trust nobody but designer all on my body
Die by my side all hoes around me
I can't fold on no origami
Sometimes I feel like no one got me
Bloody dead man walking in the lobby

I'm Rick Owens stepping dead men walking in my pockets it's a hobby
Got a bad bitch do coke Whitney Bobby
Married to the game to myself like Rodman
Riding through Batman save the hood Robin
Running up another mil and I ain't even jogging
Keep fucking with the bird hoes I know they be flocking
Kick him in the dirt wonder if they ever found him
I'm the typa nigga that's gon fuck and bring ya mom out
Got her goin down south
That bitch gimme chin so I hit her with a roundhouse
In the bed sleep I don't hear nothing all I hear is sleep
Remember I had no hope feel like it was only me
And everybody act like they is team
Do you know how sick that makes me
They switching up like Mary Kate and Ashley
Can't even go out in public they harassing
Smoking on the Scooby Doo fucking on Daphne
Get the fuck up out my face don't even ask me
Fuck that bitch missing me she forever fasting
I'm needing you to suck me up thanks for asking
We don't even get along bitch still gassing
Climb another rank it's a test i'm passing
I don't even fuck with these niggas no actually
I three sixty pulling niggas cards contractually
I love BOA make another transaction
I be in a all white fucking in the back end
We dressing in all white in a black Benz
Two doves fly away and we matching
We light another blunt I put you in the past tense
She know I rock mad Rick we can go to Dallas
Take her out the country to a palace
I'm ready play ball now my shirt is palace
I'm sippin ona red ink out a fucking chalice
I wanna go to wonderland I see Alice
These bitches losing Sleep so I know she mad pissed
You say that you is real but I know you cappin
This pussy nigga lost think you need another map kid
I'm hangin with the templars like assassins
These niggas saving hoes you don't even know where that been
Ain't seeing where I go cuz i'm in a black tint

Ugh

Ugh

Still sippin Trissy wonder if you with me
Say you're with me