Sleeping on the Floor lyrics

[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, b*tch I feel like Nick Cannon, ay
Raised in the slums so you know I'm still damaged, ay
Told her let me f*ck, ho you know I'm real mannish
I get love from the plug, I be makin' sh*t 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 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
b*tch don't get it twisted, I'm No Limits, I'm a savage, ay
Blow a n*gga down if he pull up right here cappin', ay
b*tch I be with shooters, all my n*ggas don't be rappin', ay
Drop a n*gga, tell the coppers "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 n*ggas clappin', ay
All my n*ggas bout that action, quit that yappin' 'fore I slap 'em
We got 30s in them rugers, have my shooters get to clappin
And we don't got no love for you rappin' ass n*ggas
Up there pistol tell them strip, with your faggot ass n*gga
I got boogers on my wrist, got your sister on my di*k
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 b*tch
I just bought Givenchy T-Shirt sh*t that woulda been a 6, ay
[Verse 2: Lil Bibby + G Herbo]
I'm just a trappin' ass n*gga, you a rappin' ass n*gga
And I'm still in the field with my savage ass n*ggas
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, b*tches hotb*tches on me everyday, they just wanna give me top
Yeah, you ain't gotta flex like you ain't f*ckin', 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', f*ck up, I'mma rob ho
Real street n*gga, I had a nine before Rondo, hah

[Hook: Lil Bibby]
You can tell by the flow that a n*gga from the 'Go
And if n*ggas want some smoke, have them shooters at your door
And I throw my gang up just to let a n*gga know
And she suck it like a pro but she can never be my ho
Tell her, where your ass was at when I was sleepin' on the floor?
b*tch, 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?