[Intro: Sleepy Hallow]
Ayy, uh
Wait, wait, uh
Wait, wait, wait, wait
Hol' on, hol' on
(Great John on the beat by the way, tip toe)
Tip toe, hol' on
Hol' on, hol' on, hol' on, huh
[Verse 1: Sleepy Hallow]
Tip toe (Wait, wait), pockets on fat like a hippo (Hol' on)
I turn your wife to a widow (Yeah)
Bro just got blood on his new coat (That's a fact)
Damn, hol' on, huh (What?), fuck it, huh
I gave her dick and she love it (Uh-huh)
Ask that bitch what she want, she said, "Nothin'" (What you want?)
Birkin bag on her back and she frontin'
Birkin bag in the back 'cause she cap a lot
I do drugs, I trap a lot (Hol' on)
Bad bitch, fat ass and she laugh a lot (Wait)
She be in the club, shake ass a lot (That's a fact)
Don't send the addy 'cause we got the drop (Uh-huh)
Came from the bottom, now we at the top
Woah, huh, what, hah (Haha), I put my thumb in her, uh (That's a fact)
I just been running it up (Run it up)
I'm like a stitch in the cut, yuh (Uh-huh)
Bro got a pound of the Runtz (Uh-uh, haha)
And we smokin', not baggin' it up, yuh
Woah, she stepped in the room with no clothes (Huh)
Told her lean back, Fat Joe
My body different, I could take your soul (Body different)
Only two ways this could go (Go, hol' on)
You know (You know), I like fast cars, nice clothes (Nice clothes)
Oh no, my heart (Drip), so cold (So cold)
Don't love me, let me go (Huh)
Hol' on (Hol' on), step up (Step up)
Jump in that water, get wet up (Wet up)
I like her best friend better, huh
Might let her tote my Beretta
I know that you must heard, Sleepy never let up, huh
I'm too hot, dawg, better catch up (Huh)
Hol' on (Wait, wait), hol' on
I'm too hot, dawg, better catch up (Wow)
Pull up (Huh, what?), pop out (Ah)
Don't got my Glock, you get knocked out (Yeah)
Ride through the block with the top down (Yeah)
I'ma clean 'em up, I brought the mop out (Facts)
Ayy, wait (What?)
Said they love me but I'm tryna see how
Free my gang, got 'em up in the dog pound
Ran it up, ain't no puttin' my dogs down
(What? What?) Ran it up, ain't no puttin' my dogs down (Hol' on)
(Ayy, ayy) Ran it up, ain't no puttin' my dogs down (Gang, gang)
Ayy, uh
Wait, wait, uh
Wait, wait, wait, wait
Hol' on, hol' on
(Great John on the beat by the way, tip toe)
Tip toe, hol' on
Hol' on, hol' on, hol' on, huh
[Verse 1: Sleepy Hallow]
Tip toe (Wait, wait), pockets on fat like a hippo (Hol' on)
I turn your wife to a widow (Yeah)
Bro just got blood on his new coat (That's a fact)
Damn, hol' on, huh (What?), fuck it, huh
I gave her dick and she love it (Uh-huh)
Ask that bitch what she want, she said, "Nothin'" (What you want?)
Birkin bag on her back and she frontin'
Birkin bag in the back 'cause she cap a lot
I do drugs, I trap a lot (Hol' on)
Bad bitch, fat ass and she laugh a lot (Wait)
She be in the club, shake ass a lot (That's a fact)
Don't send the addy 'cause we got the drop (Uh-huh)
Came from the bottom, now we at the top
Woah, huh, what, hah (Haha), I put my thumb in her, uh (That's a fact)
I just been running it up (Run it up)
I'm like a stitch in the cut, yuh (Uh-huh)
Bro got a pound of the Runtz (Uh-uh, haha)
And we smokin', not baggin' it up, yuh
Woah, she stepped in the room with no clothes (Huh)
Told her lean back, Fat Joe
My body different, I could take your soul (Body different)
Only two ways this could go (Go, hol' on)
You know (You know), I like fast cars, nice clothes (Nice clothes)
Oh no, my heart (Drip), so cold (So cold)
Don't love me, let me go (Huh)
Hol' on (Hol' on), step up (Step up)
Jump in that water, get wet up (Wet up)
I like her best friend better, huh
Might let her tote my Beretta
I know that you must heard, Sleepy never let up, huh
I'm too hot, dawg, better catch up (Huh)
Hol' on (Wait, wait), hol' on
I'm too hot, dawg, better catch up (Wow)
Pull up (Huh, what?), pop out (Ah)
Don't got my Glock, you get knocked out (Yeah)
Ride through the block with the top down (Yeah)
I'ma clean 'em up, I brought the mop out (Facts)
Ayy, wait (What?)
Said they love me but I'm tryna see how
Free my gang, got 'em up in the dog pound
Ran it up, ain't no puttin' my dogs down
(What? What?) Ran it up, ain't no puttin' my dogs down (Hol' on)
(Ayy, ayy) Ran it up, ain't no puttin' my dogs down (Gang, gang)
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