[Mac Dre]

Is it Sleep Dank?

Cutthoat Committee

Real shitty, nothing pretty

Is it Sleep Dank?



[Verse 1: Mac Dre]

I'm in a tight seven tre

Four fifty four, four door, mob shot Chevrolet

Got four fifteen, Lanzars

Hitting so damn hard that I'm setting off alarms

Got a fat backwood, car tacked out

Fat four four that'll blow a niggas back out

Squatted real low, dank wood killing me

AC chilling me, but yall ain't feeling me

A Cutthoat pimp, tripping and flashing

Dipping and dashing, I'm sick when I'm smashing

M-A-C, Dre bitch

Pay bitch if you really want to stay bitch



[Verse 2: Dubee]

I bring fire, retire (?) wannabe killas

Can't fuck with, now who you be, I be that nigga

Steady ready to snatch it ticket wicked with a fashion

Tough as Tinactin, that bend tricks with a fastness

Dipping and dashing, four door Chevy smashing

Representing that raw shit, to your jaw shit

We be flawless, putting paper over all this

But yall just, niggas up in the way up on some garbage

That jargon, that make a nigga empty every cartridge

Walking target, make you park it where you start it

I'm hocking a loogie, its Dubee, I'm telling you

PSD, Sleep and Dre and this nigga bout revenue



[Chorus]



TALK BIG SHIT

Big shit talking niggas is off in the building

TALK BIG SHIT

Exo, cognac, privilege hennesey spilling, we living

TALK BIG SHIT

All on a hoe, yall ought to know

TALK BIG SHIT

At the mall or the store, your broad spending doe



[Verse 3: PSD]

See basically hoe, we hyper spaced out

Play for the doe but stop hating me hoe

Squat up on a one tre zero zero Honda model

No helmet on riding one time

Shining and glistening, hoes e