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Valee

Sleep Number

 

Sleep Number

(album: Runnin' Rich - 2019)


[Valee:]
Run up a check 'til I'm out of breath
I fucked up my back (I fucked up my back)
Uh, Sleep Number bed, I set it on 66
(Chasethemoney, Chasethemoney)
Now I'm relaxed (I'm in Gucci slacks)
I poured up some 'Gnac and it's dark like the streetlights
On the ave, pitch black (Now it's pitch black)
I fucked up some racks, woke up, made it back, mmm
How I do that? (How'd you do that?)
I hop out the coupe in some slides
Laces, don't wanna do that (No, I don't wanna do that)
My new bitch look like a basketball wife
Her hair, she want me to do that (And I'm not gon' do that)
$3000 on jeans, I know it's not wise
I still wanna do that (Yeah, I still wanna do that)
Even though my yellowbone bitch nice
I still want a brunette (I still want a brunette, yeah)

I'm in the four door, I'm smoking my windows up
Why I do that? (I like to smoke out through that)
Looking for something to watch with your girl
I Hulu'd that (Netflix with that)
Run up a check, don't jump over hurdles
Thought you knew that (Not on the football with that)
My bitch belly flat, she don't need a girdle
Where they do that? (Because her stomach is flat)
My OG was singing so loud
I might have to autotune that (Might have to autotune that)
My ex was coming at me fussing
I was lying through that
I hit her from back, too much rucks
My neighbors lying through that (Gotta listen to that)
I'm getting top at the light, but it's boring
I'm sighing through that (I don't wanna do that)

Run up a check 'til I'm out of breath
I fucked up my back (I fucked up my back)
Uh, Sleep Number bed, I set it on 66
Now I'm relaxed (I'm in Gucci slacks)
I poured up some 'Gnac and it's dark like the streetlights
On the ave, pitch black (Now it's pitch black)
I fucked up some racks, woke up, made it back, mmm
How I do that? (How'd you do that?)
I hop out the coupe in some slides
Laces, don't wanna do that (No, I don't wanna do that)
My new bitch look like a basketball wife
Her hair, she want me to do that (And I'm not gon' do that)
$3000 on jeans, I know it's not wise
I still wanna do that (Yeah, I still wanna do that)
Even though my yellowbone bitch nice
I still want a brunette (I still want a brunette, yeah)

[Vic Mensa:]
Carhartt Converses was gifted, presidential, I need a motorcade
My watch a double quick, bitch, my sauce, rib tips up at Leon's
Vetements, knee high socks from Barney's, new Ferraris, GT, PVC
Your BM on my pipe, B, oh no
Sheisty, schemer, alligator strap on my back, don't tell PETA
AP flooded, don't tell FEMA, Qualitest and Lime-A-Rita
I'm Four Loko, got five rose gold rings, two chrome on
With my black ho, her name Coco, Chanel vintage frames the logo
Inner circle, face connection straight from Paris
Hit underground, came from Paris, valet parked, the Rover rolling
I'm so careless, you embarrassed, Gucci shoes, you shop at Payless
Double G my logo

done

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