[Intro]
Sleep tight
Don't let the bed bugs bite
Night night, nigga
Yeah, Mister Jackson
[Verse 1]
Extendo full of sleeping pills, it's similar to Seroquel
Stick look like a sway bar, got big AR with the Ferris wheel
Wake your whole hood up, let that drac’ sing you a lullaby
Man of few words, I know you heard I'm short, cut and dry
Rock you straight to sleep, make you think that we was in cahoots
He think it’s off the floor, but they gon' know soon as we smoke his boots
They tweeting, posting, "Get some rest," need to get out the streets
And end up just like 'em, spend the rest of your life counting sheep
God appointed me the shepherd, top of thе mountain peak
If I should die beforе I wake, now lay me down to sleep
Left that nigga sound asleep, they marked him up for tardy
Six sleeping bags on the grass, it's a slumber party
Long live my brother Marty, I kept shit moving on
But on some real shit, I ain't really slept since you been gone
Hundred rack-racks in a trash bag, look like I'm raking leaves
Brick of Sleeping Beauty, plug half Black and Lebanese
[Chorus]
Leaning off this six of Tris, I'm finna catch some Zs
Only thing I dread is getting raided by the F-E-Ds
Let my brother Omo sleep longer for them extra Gs
Drank got a nigga moving slow like I got special needs
Never needed niggas for shit, that was my expertise
Sandman, thousand pints in, we be selling sleep
Lemon lime bittersweet, taste like a Sour Patch
Nodded out, tryna catch a wink, took me a power nap
Sleep tight
Don't let the bed bugs bite
Night night, nigga
Yeah, Mister Jackson
[Verse 1]
Extendo full of sleeping pills, it's similar to Seroquel
Stick look like a sway bar, got big AR with the Ferris wheel
Wake your whole hood up, let that drac’ sing you a lullaby
Man of few words, I know you heard I'm short, cut and dry
Rock you straight to sleep, make you think that we was in cahoots
He think it’s off the floor, but they gon' know soon as we smoke his boots
They tweeting, posting, "Get some rest," need to get out the streets
And end up just like 'em, spend the rest of your life counting sheep
God appointed me the shepherd, top of thе mountain peak
If I should die beforе I wake, now lay me down to sleep
Left that nigga sound asleep, they marked him up for tardy
Six sleeping bags on the grass, it's a slumber party
Long live my brother Marty, I kept shit moving on
But on some real shit, I ain't really slept since you been gone
Hundred rack-racks in a trash bag, look like I'm raking leaves
Brick of Sleeping Beauty, plug half Black and Lebanese
[Chorus]
Leaning off this six of Tris, I'm finna catch some Zs
Only thing I dread is getting raided by the F-E-Ds
Let my brother Omo sleep longer for them extra Gs
Drank got a nigga moving slow like I got special needs
Never needed niggas for shit, that was my expertise
Sandman, thousand pints in, we be selling sleep
Lemon lime bittersweet, taste like a Sour Patch
Nodded out, tryna catch a wink, took me a power nap
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