No Sleep Gang Lyrics - Crooked I

No sleep gang insomnia gang 

We out here trafficking 

Then i'ma find me a lane 

You wanna be celebrities 

You remind me of lames 

But I got bars when Im through selling these 

Imma buy me some fame 

All about that moolah holla 

Imma rock wallet with a iced out collah 

Prada frames loan beats top sharra 

I dont count on niggers but I might count dollars 

I dont count on hoes but I might count dollars 

I don't count haters but I might count 

Bottles in the VIP 

When the club turn the lights out 

Im on the white couch 

Yelling out 

Bang bang bang 

Bang bang bang 

OG man had a dope things came 

Getem so hooked theyll adopt T-Pain 

Caught her on a beep and theres no key chain 

Push the start then it crooked apart 

Cease vibrate when the dope beat bang 

Drank the sip 

Nigger Kush the spark 

Bang bang bang 

Bang bang bang 

Bang bang bang 

Nigger no sleep gang 

Fuck sleep get that money my nigger 

Fuck sleep get that money my nigger 

Fuck sleep get that money my nigger 

Fuck sleep get that money my nigger 

Fuck sleep get that money my nigger 

Smoke in the club roll that up 

Drink in the club pour that up 

Haters in the club so damn what? 

If you dont make money then it dont add up 

No sleep gang, throw that up 

No sleep gang, throw that up 

No sleep gang, throw that up 

If you dont make money then it dont add up 

House in the hills thousands in mills 

Getting vowed in the field with your spouse in Brazil 

On ounces in pills 

How does it feel to count dollar bills to count dollar bills 

House in the hills thousands in mills 

Getting wowed in the field with your spouse in Brazil 

On ounces in pills 

How does it feel to count dollar bills to count dollar bills 

No no sleep gang in-insomnia gang 

Raised by some old dogs 

Thats why I polly with 'caine 

They push rock in the 90s 

They remind me of Dame 

Hundred on the dash 

Jorn's on the gas 

Pull the top back while I swap through the lane yelling 

Bang bang bang 

Bang bang bang 

Dough see dough with a hoe he claim 

In a low key mode about to throw meat brain 

and I know she know chain in the cross 

COB I'm the cob gang boss 

Bitch threw molly in her own champagne 

This time around yall cant blame Ross 

Mama told me I couldnt behave 

To that dollar was quicker to slave 

Now Im a master 

Fly right past ya 

Louisvuitton sneakers one foot in the grave 

But before I die 

Let me tell you this 

Imma ball on you niggers 

I can tell you piss 

Talk about how I gave yo wife fad all day ni-ni-ni 

Nigger dont tell me 

Homie tell your bitch 

She rep 

Bang bang bang 

Bang bang bang 

Bang bang bang 

Nigger no sleep gang 

Fuck sleep get that money my nigger 

Fuck sleep get that money my nigger 

Fuck sleep get that money my nigger 

Fuck sleep get that money my nigger 

Fuck sleep get that money my nigger 

Smoke in the club roll that up 

Drink in the club pour that up 

Haters in the club so damn what? 

If you dont make money than it dont add up 

No sleep gang, throw that up 

No sleep gang, throw that up 

No sleep gang, throw that up 

If you dont make money than it dont add up 

T-turn up! 

House in the hills thousands in mills 

Getting vowed in the field with your spouse in Brazil 

On ounces in pills 

How does it feel to count dollar bills to count dollar bills 

House in the hills thousands in mills 

Getting vowed in the field with your spouse in Brazil 

On ounces in pills 

How does it feel to count dollar bills to count dollar bills 

Bang bang bang 

Bang bang bang 

Bang bang bang 

Bang bang bang 

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