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SYRUP SIPPIN

Destroy Lonely

R-R-R-R-R-R-R-Real nigga r-r-r-r-r-r-radio
You see a lot of people
They say they don't understand these young niggas
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 niggas in the industry, when these young niggas step to you, my nigga
Give 'em the right answer, my nigga, the right direction, nigga
So they can further they career
And all you DJs, play these young niggas shit
And if the shit good, give them a chance, nigga
This is the fuckin' future, man
Woo-woo (Baby Money)
Woo-woo (Yeah)
Woo-woo (Baby Money, know what I'm sayin'? On that bullshit)
Woo-woo

My bitch rockin' a black bandana (Black ban—)
I'm jumpin' out of east Atlanta
Pop my shit, don't need no cameras (Yeah)
Got money, I look like a scammer (Yeah)
My wrist havin' a goddamn seizure (Seizure)
Everybody must think I'm a tweaker (Woo-woo)
My weed blowin' strong like a speaker (Woo-woo)
I'm rich, I leave her, it's cheaper to keep her
Money (Baby Money)
Bitch wanna try a G6 (G6)
All of my hoes top ten (Ten)
Slam dunk your bitch, no assist (Yeah)
Huh, check my drip
I need a janitor, I just spilled (Spilled)
I do syrup sippin', I'm sick (I'm sick)
I need help, I can't even feel shit (Can't feel it)

She like to geek like a nerd
She want cocaine, think she Scarface
I been geekin' way too hard, go ash on my mink carpet
I'm in the SRT, go skrt-skrt-skrt, and now she cursin'
Baby Money, Money really rockstar life, I like to party (Woo-woo)
I got blood on my Timbs, I just brought your hoe to the ATM
I just made a hurricane in here, I shoulda copped this on film
She wanna just fuck on me, she wanna go fuck on him
I been livin' in luxury, got VVS's on all my limbs (Yeah)

My bitch rockin' a black bandana (Woo-woo)
I'm jumpin' out of east Atlanta
Pop my shit, don't need no cameras
Got money, I look like a scammer
My wrist havin' a goddamn seizure (Ah)
Everybody must think I'm a tweaker
My weed blowin' strong like a speaker
I'm rich, I leave her, it's cheaper to keep her
Money (Baby Money)
Bitch wanna try a G6 (G6)
All of my hoes top ten (Ten)
Slam dunk your bitch, no assist (Yeah)
Huh, check my drip
I need a janitor, I just spilled (Spilled)
I do syrup sippin', I'm sick (I'm sick)
I need help, I can't even feel shit (Can't feel it)

Baby Money (Woo-woo, woo-woo)
R-R-R-R-R-R-R-Real nigga r-r-r-r-r-r-radio
Woo-woo (Woo-woo, blatt)
Blatt

Or run out the way, where is the G6 at?
Forty-seven minutes for the shrooms?
Time is the G6? What time is the G6?
The chocolate bar shrooms though, 'cause that's what he was talkin' 'bout



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