Nodding Off - THE homies

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2for!

Now I’m hella lit, you ain’t gotta worry 'bout me cuzzo

I ain’t got the whip

I been off the bourbon, it’s a motion, Quiiso take a sip

Hold up let me post up on this, uhh, get a grip

Oh shit bro I’m slowly noddin' off

Now I’m, back on role call like Major Pain

80 in this 55, stay in your lane

K-Y bro my bad I took a fidget (my bad bro)

Told her come to K-Y just to see me slide

Will told me just work, the bag coming

Jack told me to keep them racks coming

This year I’m going crazy, stash jumping

You ain’t in the vision, bag running

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run it

Save your preaching for them deacons you ain’t got, nigga

You been rhyming 'round some buses but you ride, nigga

You been reaching for some reach but you a fraud nigga

You been tweakin', think you drinkin' too much dark liqour

Damn you poppin' off, you slacking dog, I see you noddin' off

You been slackin', you ain’t workin', you like Tommy, dog

I been glowin', think these bitches really eye me, though

In my DMs talking 'bout they wanna top me off

Then who am I to block your blessings

Call this dick, just give me brain, teach me lessons

All my shit be super raw, want no contraceptions

2for gon' come throw the oop, you know I’m gon' catch it

Yeah, I’m gon' catch it, boy

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run it