[Intro: Sleepy Hallow]
Patek and panicked
I be fixin' shit up like mechanic
(Oh my Lord, it's Great John)
I cannot come through the front with no backend
Was a dummy now she double backin'
Please, do not give me your heart, I'ma—, uh
Please, do not give me your heart, I'ma—, uh
[Chorus: Sleepy Hallow]
She took a flight for the Patek and panicked
I be fixin' shit up like mechanic
I hit it once, she gon' keep comin' back in
She be throwin' that shit, quarterbackin'
I cannot come through the front with no backend
Was a dummy now she double backin'
Please do not give me your hеart, I'ma—, uh
Please don't give mе your heart, I'ma crack it
[Verse 1: Chow Lee]
I feel like Sleepy and Sheff
All these blues in my pocket correct
I never came out of pockets for sex
I'm lying in Vegas, it got Rated X
She a squirter, I hate me a squirter
Can't fuck in my bed, she gon' make it a mess
Look, I love a bitch that's gon' send me a threat
And I hate me a bitch that's gon' send me a threat (Yuh)
I'm tryna get in her throat
She can't back talk if I get in her throat
Look, at this point we both losing our heads
She gave me some head and I thought what I wrote
I control it just like a remote
I push her buns just like a remote
She flying out whenever when I'm out on tour
She don't call out of work 'cause she do it remote, like
I can't put trust in a skeezer that's backwards
I can't show love to a whack bitch
She wanna fuck 'cause I'm lit so I'm taxing
Show me your back I'ma crack it
Patek and panicked
I be fixin' shit up like mechanic
(Oh my Lord, it's Great John)
I cannot come through the front with no backend
Was a dummy now she double backin'
Please, do not give me your heart, I'ma—, uh
Please, do not give me your heart, I'ma—, uh
[Chorus: Sleepy Hallow]
She took a flight for the Patek and panicked
I be fixin' shit up like mechanic
I hit it once, she gon' keep comin' back in
She be throwin' that shit, quarterbackin'
I cannot come through the front with no backend
Was a dummy now she double backin'
Please do not give me your hеart, I'ma—, uh
Please don't give mе your heart, I'ma crack it
[Verse 1: Chow Lee]
I feel like Sleepy and Sheff
All these blues in my pocket correct
I never came out of pockets for sex
I'm lying in Vegas, it got Rated X
She a squirter, I hate me a squirter
Can't fuck in my bed, she gon' make it a mess
Look, I love a bitch that's gon' send me a threat
And I hate me a bitch that's gon' send me a threat (Yuh)
I'm tryna get in her throat
She can't back talk if I get in her throat
Look, at this point we both losing our heads
She gave me some head and I thought what I wrote
I control it just like a remote
I push her buns just like a remote
She flying out whenever when I'm out on tour
She don't call out of work 'cause she do it remote, like
I can't put trust in a skeezer that's backwards
I can't show love to a whack bitch
She wanna fuck 'cause I'm lit so I'm taxing
Show me your back I'ma crack it
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