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Sleepy Hallow Ft. Sheff G-Don't Panic 2 Lyrics
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sleepy Hallow
Sleepy Hallow
Vocals
Sheff G
Sheff G
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tegan Chambers
Tegan Chambers
Songwriter
Michael Williams
Michael Williams
Songwriter
Johnathan Scott
Johnathan Scott
Songwriter
Jeremy Soto
Jeremy Soto
Songwriter
Karel Jorge
Karel Jorge
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Great John
Great John
Producer

Lyrics

Woke up on some evil shit, like bro, come see this shit Great John on the beat, by the way Huh I woke up on some evil shit, like bro, come see this shit, huh Hopped up in that push to start, don't got no key for this I'm shinin', you should see the wrist, huh, I ain't even trip, huh When we slide, we tryna park 'em like that meter shit, gang Huh, please don't start, you cannot finish this, huh Bitch, I'm eatin' with a plate, I say I finished it, damn Said she love me for my sinnin' shits, huh Everybody say they love me, I ain't feelin' it, yeah I go stupid, I don't got no sense 'Cause I make dollars, it's a problem that we hearin' shit, stain Ran it up like I was shootin' shit I'm too paid, she gave me top like a toupee, ayy Say they love me but it's too late I'm cookin' up, I'm talkin' work, this ain't no soufflé, wait, woah High off this Earth, I'm feelin' moody Let's make a movie, put that shit in Blu-Ray (Blu-Ray) I woke up on some evil shit, like bro, come see this shit, huh Hopped up in that push to start, don't got no key for this I'm shinin', you should see the wrist, huh, I ain't even trip, huh When we slide we tryna park 'em like that meter shit, gang Gang, gang, poke 'em like some meters I'm 'bout my, I'm 'bout my family like I'm Peter, uh Wait, 'cause they was flexin', I would see 'em They was chattin', no shot cheated (look) I hear you're chattin' on my name and what I'm doin', huh They disrespectin' and you know I put 'em through it, huh Yeah, she was frontin', now she put her back into it, huh This ain't Nike but I promise I'ma do it They see Sheff G and Sleepy always lookin' demonized And this old Glock got so much shells, could make some turtles hide Now we gon' up it without a question (without a question) With all the sites we still'll slide just like a bimmer I woke up on some evil shit, like bro, come see this shit, huh Hopped up in that push to start, don't got no key for this I'm shinin', you should see the wrist, huh, I ain't even trip, huh When we slide we tryna park 'em like that meter shit, gang
Writer(s): Jeremy Soto, Tegan Chambers, Karel Jorge, Johnathan Scott, Michael Kyle Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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