Baby Smoove
Sleep Walking
[Intro: Baby Smoove & Veeze]
Uh
That shit go hard (I forgot you was in LA, man, that shit go hard)
I connect the dots and intercept it like a safety
Bro, I'm safe (Da-da-da)
He up in the deal, shit, that's probably why they hate me

[Verse: Baby Smoove & Veeze]
You can't sit at this table, I'm getting high in Palm Angels (Nah)
These is VV's, they gon' hit from all angles (Nah)
Be careful hitting my cup, the syrup I'm sipping, it ain't maple (Mm-mm)
That pineapple on Wock' look like we playin at the Staples (Look at it)
Garage full of coupes, you still riding in that Sable (Skrrt, skrrt)
Fat tag on your head, can't nobody out here save you
Get them touched with one button like on demand, but it ain't cable
He been rapping fourteen years, but I can't say money changed him (He ain't got the money)
If we pull up with them choppers, bet he can't say that we grazed him (Brrt)
Heard you caught a case with dog and he put you on a statement (Wow)
If you dodge a hundred shots, I'ma just say Jesus saved you (Wow)
Lil' bitch, you know I'm a star, but my clothes don't come from Macy's (Wow)
I pour up the drop, it make everything so tasty (Mhm)
I connect the dots and intercept it like a safety (Fa)
I feel like Chip Skylark, bitches see me, wanna chase me
He stuck up in that deal, probably why that n***a hate me
Right now, I'm pouring Act', this shit thicker than some gravy
I'm riding through LA in the big body Mercedes
Right now, I'm on Melrose buying hundred dollar eighthies (Mhm)
Smoove got a yellow bone, I got a brown, he trying to trade me (Swap out)
This bitch caught a attitude when she was told the situation
Shit, I'm trying to swap her out, but she kind of think we dating
It's a white man on the hundreds, I could never be no racist
Man, this bitch lil' head so good, saved her name as education
I want plaques on my wall and some pounds in the basement
You got dropped from your label, they want me as your replacement
We gon' pop up with them rockets shooting shots just like McGrady
If you want me on your song, spend your budget just to pay me (Frrt, beep)