No Sleep lyrics

[Intro]
Ah, Zay, Jefe
Lets do it, trap back, yes
Look, look

[Chorus]
I ain't been to sleep (Ah), I hit the trap this morning (Good morning)
Same sh*t from yesterday (Trap), all Saint Laurent (Trap)
Last night I got the head from two bad foreigns (Ah, ah)
I told her if she boring, she can't get in my foreign (No, no)
Who he think he is? b*tch I think I'm that n*gga (Yeah)
Stunting on these haters they a bunch of mad n*ggas (I'm stuntin' on 'em)
Glizzy 'bout the paper, yeah, I got the bags, n*gga (Big Glizzy)
And I got them lasers, we play laser tag, n*gga (Brrrr)

[Verse 1]
f*ck the red carpet, hoping up the helicopter (Brrrr)
Got the Glizzy Gang with me, boy, we got them f*cking yoppers (Bang, bang)
Im the new Nino Brown, yeah, I worked at f*cking Carter (Yeah)
How I'm gonna be like my poppa? I don't even know my poppa
Jefe got the power, f*ck a new b*tch every hour
Eat that b*tch right out the shower, then I leave that hoe some flowers (Ah)
Me and Gotti at the highway, got that rocket, Dwight Howard (Blaw)
I will blast on any coward, please done make me shoot the plot up
I be standing on the yola, let them through, they'll know
I got shooters, they will blow, Triple O, b*tch think I'm close (Blew, blew, blew, blew)
3 might shoot at your nose, I done trapped out all my clothes (Ah)
What they is, I don't know know, I be selling all these hoes (Ah)
I got pizzas, Domino's, tell the plug, vamanos (Ah)
Better keep them for the low, or I'm gone, adios (Ah)
I'm so paid in full, I'm balling, might create my own sporty (Swish)
Im so f*cking awesome, you can call me Mr. Awesome (Ah, ah, ah)
[Chorus]
I ain't been to sleep (Ah), I hit the trap this morning (Good morning)
Same sh*t from yesterday (Trap), all Saint Laurent (Trap)
Last night I got the head from two bad foreigns (Ah, ah)
I told her if she boring, she can't get in my foreign (No, no)
Who he think he is? b*tch I think I'm that n*gga (Yeah)
Stunting on these haters they a bunch of mad n*ggas (I'm stuntin' on 'em)
Glizzy 'bout the paper, yeah, I got the bags, n*gga (Big Glizzy)
And I got them lasers, we play laser tag, n*gga (Brrrr)

[Verse 2]
I was gon' get a Benz, 'til I see the four door Six
b*tch, she givin' in, she ain't tryna take no more di*k (Ah)
Ay, I got the whole kit, brr, brr, oh sh*t (Brrrrr)
n*ggas better run quick 'cause Glizzy Gang involved, sh*t
Me and you ain't eating, n*gga, you watch Belly (Belly)
You can tell him he ain't got a Guwop Belly (Free Guwop)
New watch, Rollie, got a bust down bezel (Rollie)
Move me in the White House, this a motherf*ckin' Presi (Ah)
Boss, boy that mean you gotta feed your dawgs (The dawgs)
If you be with Glizzy, then you gotta shoot your dog (Dog food)
She said let him hit the strong, but its hittin' too hard (Ah)
Six Brazillians in their thongs, runnin' 'round in the loft (Hey)
Life of a dope boy, b*tch, I'm still a dope boy (Yeah)
I'm a real dope boy, I used to be a poor boy (Yeah)
Ten K for a house, boy, twenty for a show, boy (Twenty)
And I'm independent, whatever youngin' you know, boy (Boy, boy)
[Outro]
Street's hottest youngin'
Hottest young n*gga in this sh*t
Ay, Zay, what the f*ck you do, my n*gga
We gon' keep doing this sh*t
Thats what real n*ggas supposed to do
Free Gucci
Young Jefe, holmes
Ah, ah, ah