Robb Bank$ - No Sleep lyrics

I think I might be happy
Drank got me dehydrated my nigga Moose
Like a mothafucker eh, eh, eh, eh

40 pointed on me, no creep
Six xans on me, no sleep
And I’m like, "Long live Peep"
And I smoke the whole grabba leaf
My bitch say she not in love with me
‘Bout to give that bitch back
She belong to the streets
Just poured two lines
That codeine flavoured peach
Lil bitch, you lost your mind
Tryna play around with a G

Say you getting them Ms and
You can’t count it (cap)
Your drip not from a stylist (cap)
You don’t let these niggas try you (cap)
That pussy don’t got no mileage (cap)
Your clout level 100 (cap)
Smashed that and she loved it (cap)
Your album wasn’t garbage (cap)

They didn’t up that pistol on you (cap)
But it ain’t Phone indecisive (cap)
Drive blue ones, drive the white one (cap)
See every thot and I can’t ride it
Been too high, but I think I like it
I’ma make you suck that dick, don’t bite it
I just bought a yellow Cuban link
Dip it white
I’ma pop a perc, start itching, get violent
TV dinner push your thighs to a side dish
(SSET)

40 pointed on me, no creep
Six xans on me, no sleep
And I’m like, "Long live Peep"
And I smoke the whole grabba leaf
My bitch say she not in love with me
Nah, my bitch say she not in love with me
My bitch say she not in love with me
No, she not in love, she not in love with me

A bad bitch, rolling off the bean
Transform, transform doors with the wings
Gs up, hoes down, double MOB
Living that shit they rap about
Baby, fuck with me, me
I’ma let that go, I’ma let that go happy
My neck on froze, my neck on froze happy
I’ma let that go
(happy) , I’ma let that go (happy)
My neck on froze, yeah, my neck on froze, brr
Y’all mad I’m SSET, y’all mad I’m Phone
Y’all mad I’m here and then I’m gone

I don’t got y’all shit
I ain’t never gave a fuck
I don’t got y’all shit
I ain’t never gave a fuck
My main bitch bad, pay all her bills
First of the month
She suck on that dick, I gave her a pill
She do what she want happy
I got 500 opps, I’m shooting to kill
You better duck happy
I write out my will for the day
I’m killed, set that shit up, uh

Uh, uh, uh, uh uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh uh, uh, uh, you dig
Happy, happy happy, happy phone