Lil Big Bro Shit

[Intro]
(Great John on the beat, by the way)

[Chorus: Sheff G]
Look, huh
On the wake-up, brush my teeth
I lied, I think I grabbed the Glock instead (You like that, huh? Keep goin', go ’head)
Yeah, huh
If I die before I wake, I pray that Heaven let the ruthless in (That's kinda dark, but keep goin')
Bitch, huh
Spent some hundreds on some pendants
Couple hundreds on some stupid shit
Hundreds in my bank account
Got Glocks up in the newest whips
Heard they want it, want it, look
They know how we comin’ then
Heard they want it, want it, look
They know how we comin' then

[Verse 1: Sleepy Hallow]
They know how we comin'
I go broke, then your pockets, I might run in
Bitches call me daddy, heard that I be sonnin' niggas
Pussy, why you runnin', nigga? Look
I'm in the spot, huh, and bro got the drop
If I feel a way, then he feel a way
We makin' it hot, clear out the block
Take off your top, lil' mama
I want a brand new chopper
She want a trip to the Bahamas
Can’t do it, lil’ bro need Pradas
Like ah, nah, hold on, huh
I gotta get it, huh
Like what's up with it?
Bro pop out, say he tryna go drillin’

[Chorus: Sheff G]
Look
On the wake-up, brush my teeth
I lied, I think I grabbed the Glock instead (You like that, huh? Keep goin', go 'head)
Yeah, huh
If I die before I wake, I pray that Heaven let the ruthless in (That's kinda dark, but keep goin’)
Bitch, huh
Spent some hundreds on some pendants
Couple hundreds on some stupid shit
Hundreds in my bank account
Got Glocks up in the newest whips
Heard they want it, want it, look
They know how we comin' then
Heard they want it, want it, look
They know how we comin' then

[Verse 2: Sheff G]
Lil' bitch, it's Sheff G to you
Disrespect and you receive a punishment
Winners Circle, winnin', winnin'
We bring that interest in
Know that boy ain't with it, with it
So stop the foolishness
Metro's only way of livin'
'Cause we be boomin' shit

[Outro: Sheff G]
Shoot up the party
M8V3N Gang gonna shoot up the party, hey, hey
Shoot up the party
M8V3N Gang gonna shoot up the party
I continue the track, but I whisper
Fuck your bitch from the back and dismiss her
Couple racks for your life, they won't miss you
NFL how I'm plottin' on the blitzin', leave that boy twitchin'