David D.A. Doman - Sleeping on the Floor lyrics

[Intro] Where your a** was at when I was sleepin' on the floor? Where your a** was at when I was sleepin' on the floor? [Verse 1: Lil Bibby + G Herbo] That .40 got a drum, b**h I feel like Nick Cannon, ay Raised in the slums so you know I'm still damaged, ay Told her let me f**, ho you know I'm real mannish I get love from the plug, I be makin' sh** vanish And we from 79th & Ess** but the migo speakin' Spanish Sometimes he be talkin' plays, I can't even understand it I'm like "Can you hear me, Manny? Don't you panic, double wrap and keep it landed Have the pack gone when it land, I get the racks and rubber-band it" b**h don't get it twisted, I'm No Limits, I'm a savage, ay Blow a n***a down if he pull up right here cappin', ay b**h I be with shooters, all my n***as don't be rappin', ay Drop a n***a, tell a cop, cause I don't know what happened, ay Got my .40 and it's on me, dolo, lowkey, I'm in traffic Tony fly back to pay 100 off an oz, I was trappin'That 800 I just spent it on Margielas, call it cappin' Week before I had to show ya'll line G Herbo's n***as clappin', ay All my n***as bout that action, quit that yappin' 'fore I slap 'em We got .30s in on Rugers, how my shooters get to clappin' And we don't got no love for you rappin' a** n***as Up there pistol tell them strip, with your f*ggot a** n***a I got boogers on my wrist, got your sister on my dick Got your condo in my pocket, spent your car note on my kicks And since I cut the lean habit, I've been shoppin' like a b**h I just bought Givenchy T-Shirt sh** that woulda been a 6, ay [Verse 2: Lil Bibby + G Herbo] I'm just a trappin' a** n***a, you a rappin' a** n***a And I'm still in the field with my savage a** n***as You could catch me on the block got my youngin's totin' Glocks We be ridin', flippin' blocks, see the opps, send some shots Now we ridin' on the e-way gettin' high, b**hes hot b**hes on me everyday, they just wanna give me top Yeah, you ain't gotta flex like you ain't f**in', baby stop You know my Balmains full of knots and your favorite rapper flop And I be gettin' guap, ho Tell 'em come and shop, ho Hood name Poncho I'm trappin' out my condo Gotta make it happen, rappin', f** up, I'mma rob ho Real street n***a, I had a nine before Rondo, hah [Hook: Lil Bibby] You can tell by the flow that a n***a from the 'Go And if n***as want some smoke, have them shooters at your door And I throw my gang up just to let a n***a know And she s** it like a pro but she can never by me ho Tell her, where your a** was at when I was sleepin' on the floor? b**h, where your a** was at when I was sleepin' on the floor? Say my lil cousin call me and he say he need some dough Where your a** was at when I was sleepin' on the floor?