[Intro: Sleepy Hallow]
Patek and panicked
I be fixin' shit up like mechanic
(Oh my Lord, it's Great John)
I cannot come through the front with no backend
Was a dummy now she double backin'
Please, do not give me your heart, I'ma—, uh
Please, do not give me your heart, I'ma—, uh

[Chorus: Sleepy Hallow]
She took a flight for the Patek and panicked
I be fixin' shit up like mechanic
I hit it once, she gon' keep comin' back in
She be throwin' that shit, quarterbackin'
I cannot come through the front with no backend
Was a dummy now she double backin'
Please do not give me your hеart, I'ma—, uh
Please don't give mе your heart, I'ma crack it

[Verse 1: Chow Lee]
I feel like Sleepy and Sheff
All these blues in my pocket correct
I never came out of pockets for sex
I'm lying in Vegas, it got Rated X
She a squirter, I hate me a squirter
Can't fuck in my bed, she gon' make it a mess
Look, I love a bitch that's gon' send me a threat
And I hate me a bitch that's gon' send me a threat (Yuh)
I'm tryna get in her throat
She can't back talk if I get in her throat
Look, at this point we both losing our heads
She gave me some head and I thought what I wrote
I control it just like a remote
I push her buns just like a remote
She flying out whenever when I'm out on tour
She don't call out of work 'cause she do it remote, like
I can't put trust in a skeezer that's backwards
I can't show love to a whack bitch
She wanna fuck 'cause I'm lit so I'm taxing
Show me your back I'ma crack it
[Chorus: Sleepy Hallow]
She took a flight for the Patek and panicked
I be fixin' shit up like mechanic
I hit it once, she gon' keep comin' back in
She be throwin' that shit, quarterbackin'
I cannot come through the front with no backend
Was a dummy now she double backin'
Please do not give me your heart, I'ma—, uh
Please don't give me your heart, I'ma crack it

[Bridge: Sleepy Hallow]
Please do not give me your heart, I'ma—, uh
Please don't give me your heart, I'ma crack it
Please do not give me your heart, I'ma—, uh
Please don't give me your heart, I'ma crack it
Please don't give me your heart, I'ma—
Give me your heart, I'ma crack it
Give me your heart, I'ma—
Give me your heart, I'ma—

[Verse 2: Cash Cobain]
Like damn
I feel like Sheff and I feel like Sleepy
Moving slizzical when we get neaky
Got a baddie and she tryna get freaky
Off the Henny got me feeling treeshy
I cannot eat you, gotta eat me
Nice to meet you, it's nice to meet me
Keep a blicky but I'm not GD
If you want a Glocky bang like Chief Keef
She took a flight for a paddock and panicked
When I hit you know I did damage
Call her my bitch even though I got manners
I'm too sexy so she couldn't handle it
Wanna be sexy then you gotta channel it
When she get to my crib I dismantle it
You not fucking tonight, I'ma cancel it
You not fucking tonight then you canceled, bitch
[Chorus: Sleepy Hallow with Cash Cobain]
She took a flight for the Patek and panicked
I be fixin' shit up like mechanic
I hit it once, she gon' keep comin' back in
She be throwin' that shit, quarterbackin'
I cannot come through the front with no backend
Was a dummy now she double backin'
Please do not give me your heart, I'ma—, uh
Please don't give me your heart, I'ma crack it