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Sleepy Hallow - 4or Daze
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sleepy Hallow
Sleepy Hallow
Vocals
Great John
Great John
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tegan Chambers
Tegan Chambers
Songwriter
Johnathan Scott
Johnathan Scott
Songwriter
Karel Jorge
Karel Jorge
Songwriter
Jeremy Soto
Jeremy Soto
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Great John
Great John
Producer
Gaman
Gaman
Producer
Boone McElroy
Boone McElroy
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Oh, oh I got drip for days I got drip Yeah Shot from this Glock, get your shit rearranged Great John on the beat, by the way Hold on (look) I got drip for days (I got drip) No, you can't catch this wave (no) She tryna fuck, take dick for days, uh (she tryna fuck) I'm tryna trap and get paid, uh She fell in love with it, uh (she fell in love) She fell in love with the gang, uh (yeah) You better come get her, uh (you better come) I got her sayin' my name (I got her sayin' my name) Look at the dash, now we switchin' lanes (lanes) I turn the pain to fame (pain to fame) One shot from this Glock, get your face rearranged (arranged) You changed, I stayed the same (the same) T2MB, we done paved the way, fall back like a fade-away I dare a nigga test that I done got shot and I done shot back SB on a drill, that's an opp pack You've been in the field, gotta move tac' Hold on, fuck it, I'm done with the act Perkys, I'm givin' 'em back Nah, fuck it, let me pop one more Bro just caught a body tryna up that score, uh We left his face on the floor, uh Now watch me flex on the tour Way back then I was way too poor Now I rock Mike Amiris with Diors Hold on I got drip for days (I got drip) No, you can't catch this wave (wave) She tryna fuck, take dick for days, uh (dick for days) I'm tryna trap and get paid, uh (get paid) She fell in love with it, uh (she fell in love) She fell in love with the gang, uh You better come get her, uh (you better come) I got her sayin' my name (I got her sayin' my name) I got them jackin' the steeze They don't like you, they lovin' on me The price just went up, had to double the fee That's your bitch, why she love on her knees? That's your man, why he talk to police? Swear these niggas ain't meant for these streets These bitches ain't loyal, they love on the team, mo You know that I'm fly like Rio Run up on a nigga, take shit like D-Bo Trap spot hot like Nino, huh But we can't go out like that nigga (we can't go out) I run in your house with my niggas You ride with that stick, better pull on that trigger Or you can get hit by a hitter Free Caesar, he droppin' shit, ain't talkin' litter Free Fross, I'm still sending him pictures I can't love on that bitch, she too bitter You know me, I forgive and forget her I got drip for days (I got drip) No, you can't catch this wave (wave) She tryna fuck, take dick for days, uh (dick for days) I'm tryna trap and get paid, uh (get paid) She fell in love with it, uh (she fell in love) She fell in love with the gang, uh You better come get her, uh (you better come) I got her sayin' my name (I got her sayin' my name)
Writer(s): Jeremy Soto, Johnathan Scott, Karel Jorge, Tegan Chambers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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