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Sleeping On The Floor

Lil Bibby

FC3 The Epilogue

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[Intro] Where your ass was at when I was sleepin' on the floor? Where your ass was at when I was sleepin' on the floor? [Verse 1: Lil Bibby + G Herbo] That .40 got a drum, bitch I feel like Nick Cannon, ay Raised in the slums so you know I'm still damaged, ay Told her let me fuck, ho you know I'm real mannish I get love from the plug, I be makin' shit vanish And we from 79th & Essex but the migo speakin' Spanish Sometimes he be talkin' plays, I can't even understand it I'm like "Can you hear me, Manny? Don't you panic, double wrap and keep it landed Have the pack gone when it land, I get the racks and rubber-band it" Bitch don't get it twisted, I'm No Limits, I'm a savage, ay Blow a nigga down if he pull up right here cappin', ay Bitch I be with shooters, all my niggas don't be rappin', ay Drop a nigga, tell a cop, cause I don't know what happened, ay Got my .40 and it's on me, dolo, lowkey, I'm in traffic Tony fly back to pay 100 off an oz, I was trappin'That 800 I just spent it on Margielas, call it cappin' Week before I had to show ya'll line G Herbo's niggas clappin', ay All my niggas bout that action, quit that yappin' 'fore I slap 'em We got .30s in on Rugers, how my shooters get to clappin' And we don't got no love for you rappin' ass niggas Up there pistol tell them strip, with your faggot ass nigga I got boogers on my wrist, got your sister on my dick Got your condo in my pocket, spent your car note on my kicks And since I cut the lean habit, I've been shoppin' like a bitch I just bought Givenchy T-Shirt shit that woulda been a 6, ay [Verse 2: Lil Bibby + G Herbo] I'm just a trappin' ass nigga, you a rappin' ass nigga And I'm still in the field with my savage ass niggas You could catch me on the block got my youngin's totin' Glocks We be ridin', flippin' blocks, see the opps, send some shots Now we ridin' on the e-way gettin' high, bitches hotBitches on me everyday, they just wanna give me top Yeah, you ain't gotta flex like you ain't fuckin', baby stop You know my Balmains full of knots and your favorite rapper flop And I be gettin' guap, ho Tell 'em come and shop, ho Hood name Poncho I'm trappin' out my condo Gotta make it happen, rappin', fuck up, I'mma rob ho Real street nigga, I had a nine before Rondo, hah [Hook: Lil Bibby] You can tell by the flow that a nigga from the 'Go And if niggas want some smoke, have them shooters at your door And I throw my gang up just to let a nigga know And she suck it like a pro but she can never by me ho Tell her, where your ass was at when I was sleepin' on the floor? Bitch, where your ass was at when I was sleepin' on the floor? Say my lil cousin call me and he say he need some dough Where your ass was at when I was sleepin' on the floor?
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