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letra de syrup sippin (demo) - destroy lonely

[intro: bigga rankin & destroy lonely]
real n-gga radio
you see, a lot of people, they say they don’t understand these young n-ggas
but you gotta understand that life is a road with a lot of signs
and if you don’t pay attention, sometimes you get lost forever
so i’m shoutin’ out to all my old heads, man, huh
all my n-ggas in the industry, when these young n-ggas step to you, my n-gga
give them the right answer, my n-gga, the right direction
so they can further they career, and all you djs, play these young n-ggas sh-t
if the sh-t good, give them a chance, n-gga
this is the f-ckin’ future, man
woo-woo
woo-woo (baby, yeah)
woo-woo (baby money, you know what i’m sayin’? i’m back on that bullsh-t, yeah)

[chorus]
my b-tch rockin’ a black bandana (black ban—)
i’m jumpin’ out east atlanta (yeah)
pop my sh-t, don’t need no cameras (yeah)
got money, i look like a scammer (yeah)
my wrist havin’ a godd-mn seizure (yeah)
everybody must think i’m a tweaker (woo-woo)
my weed blowin’, so are the speakers (uh-uh)
i’m rich, i leave her, it’s cheaper to keep her (yeah)
money (baby money)
b-tch wanna try a g6 (g6)
all of my hoes top ten (ten)
slam dunk your b-tch, no assist (style)
huh, check my drip
i need a janitor, i just spilled (just spilled)
i do syrup sippin’, i’m sick (i’m sick)
i need help, i can’t even feel sh-t (can’t feel)
[verse]
she like to geek like a nerd, she want cocaine, think she scarface (yeah)
i’ve been gettin’ way too high, got ash on my mink carpet (yeah)
i made the srt go skrrt-skrrt-skrrt, and now she carsick (skrrt-skrrt)
baby money, money, live a rockstar life, i like to party (yeah, woo-woo, woo-woo)
i’ve got blood on my timbs, i just brought the whole d-mn atm (yeah)
i just made a hurricane in here, i should’ve caught this on film (yeah)
she wanna just f-ck on me, but she wanna go f-ck on him (yeah)
i been livin’ in luxury, got vvs’ on all my limbs

[chorus]
my b-tch rockin’ a black bandana (woo-woo, black ban—)
i’m jumpin’ out east atlanta (yeah)
pop my sh-t, don’t need no cameras
got money, i look like a scammer (money)
my wrist havin’ a godd-mn seizure (seizure)
everybody must think i’m a tweaker (yeah)
my weed blowin, so are the speakers (yeah)
i’m rich, i leave her, it’s cheaper to keep her (baby money)
money (baby money, baby money)
b-tch wanna try a g6 (g6)
all of my hoes top ten (ten)
slam dunk your b-tch, no assist (yeah)
huh, check my drip (drip)
i need a janitor, i just spilled (spilled)
i do syrup sippin’, i’m sick (woo-woo)
i need help, i can’t even feel sh-t (woo-woo), yeah
[outro]
real n-gga radio, woo-woo
real n-gga radio in the building
(?)
ayy, two fifty
woo-woo (woo-woo)
(blatt)
(blatt)

- destroy lonely

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