Bedtime lyrics

[Hook] x2

Sleep n*gga, Bedtime
Flatlinnne, Redline
Ain't a n*gga f*ckin with my bread grind
Sleep n*gga! Bedtime

[Verse 1]

Yeah, South Beach, freak chick, mouth piece, feet kicked
Stacking paper, need whip
f*ck you jacking hater, heat clips
Thug mode, grind zone
n*gga Oh, mind blown
Live up to my name and spot that ratchet b*tch
You can find me where them killers make them caskets sit
Paper chasers, dominated
New n*gga, nominated
Chyea, everybody and they momma hated
I don't give a f*ck about the commentating
Chyea ha! I be around that yay like J
Never hustled but I'll bust Trey like Ray
On a nice day, that's word to vice, yay
That's how them real n*ggas roll the dice play!

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[Verse 2]

Yeah, f*ck it let em' hate a n*gga made it
These n*ggas say it but it's never demonstrated
Talkin all this baller sportin but its not illustrated
n*ggas snitchin if I diss em I get litigated
You need twenty-thousand on your whip for daytons
n*gga I blew twenty-thousand just on sh*t to skate in
You smoking regular sh*t, rollin raddish
That's prolly why your d*** gotta f*ckin a****
Yeahhh, Snow flowin like the f*ckin Boss
You suckas soft, sucka soft
She said she love it when I rap fast
I twark fast She nab ahhhh!

[Hook] x2