Crooked I - No Sleep Gang

No sleep gang it's omnia gang

We all here trafficking

That mean Imma find me a lane

You wanna be celebrities

You remind me of lames

But I got bars when I'm through selling these

Imma buy me some fame

All about that ruler halla

Imma but rule why I stay color

Gotta frames top shutter

Don't count on niggers but I might count dollars

I don't count on hoes but I might count dollars

Tell the haters what I might count

Bottles in the VIP

When the club turn the lights out

I'm on the white couch

Yelling out

Bang bang bang

No sleep gang

Bang bang bang

No sleep gang



OG man had a dope things came

Get'em so hooked they'll adopt T-Pain

Caught her on a b and there's no key chain

Push the start and it crooked apart

Sees vibrate when a dope d bang

Drank the sip

Nigger Kush the spark

Bang bang bang

No sleep gang

Bang bang bang

No sleep gang

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



Up in the club go add up

Back in the club hold that up

Haters in the club so damn what?

If you don't make money than it don't add up

No sleep gang, roll that up

No sleep gang, roll that up

No sleep gang, roll that up

If you don't make money than it don't add up



House in the heels polishes the nails

Getting wowed in the field we just bounce to Brazil

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

House in the heels polishes the nails

Getting wowed in the field we just bounce to Brazil

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



No sleep gang it's omnia gang

Raised by some old dogs

That's why I probably became

They push rock in the 90s

They remind me a thing

Hundred dollar dash
Floors on the dash

Pull the top back while I'm flying to the lanes y'all

Bang bang bang

No sleep gang

Bang bang bang

No sleep gang

Go see dough

And I know she know

Chain and a cross

COB on the cop gang boss

Bitch too molly and an old champagne

This time around y'all can't blame all

Mama told me I couldn't behave

To that dollar as quick as a slave

Now I'm a master

Fly like pastor

Loubutin 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

Fuck about…get all lane

Nigger don't tell me

Homey tell your bitch

She rap



Bang bang bang

No sleep gang

Bang bang bang

No sleep gang

Bang bang bang

Nigger no yenisarkisozu.net 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



Up in the club go add up

Back in the club hold that up

Haters in the club so damn what?

If you don't make money than it don't add up

No sleep gang, roll that up

No sleep gang, roll that up

No sleep gang, roll that up

If you don't make money than it don't add up



House in the heels polishes the nails

Getting wowed in the field we just bounce to Brazil

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

House in the heels polishes the nails

Getting wowed in the field we just bounce to Brazil

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



Bang bang bang

No sleep gang

Bang bang bang

No sleep gang

Bang bang bang

No sleep gang

Bang bang bang

No sleep gang