Syrup got me slumped everyday
Dope what I smoke everyday
Rick Owens, bitch, I do this everyday
Ten toes down, straight out the gate
Syrup got me slumped everyday
Dope what I smoke everyday
Rick Owens, bitch, I do this everyday
Ten toes down, straight out the gate
I see these pussies talk about me
Took his bitch, plus I'm rich
He won't forget about me
I know you see the dick on my pistol hang
I know you wanna be me
But you ain't with gang
See me skrting foreigns
Shorty hoeing but she boring
Bust it down and bet she blowing
Thot keep going, I stay gloing
Bet I just run through a bag
And stack money on money, my bank never lack
AR-15, it be spitting, all of these shots
Of course all of them hitting
Designer from head to my waist
Don't need no damn bitch
Put my dick in her face
Air out this place, busting out dicks
A pint, gonna let all of it spray
Yeah she wanna f*ck on me, my VVS is blinking
I just took three roxies
Brain shut down and I stop thinking
Syrup got me slumped everyday
Dope what I smoke everyday
Rick Owens, bitch, I do this everyday
Ten toes down, straight out the gate
Syrup got me slumped everyday
Dope what I smoke everyday
Rick Owens, bitch, I do this everyday
Ten toes down, straight out the gate
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Syrup got me slumped everyday
Dope what I smoke everyday
Rick Owens, bitch, I do this everyday
Ten toes down, straight out the gate
Syrup got me slumped everyday
Dope what I smoke everyday
Rick Owens, bitch, I do this everyday
Ten toes down, straight out the gate
I see these pussies talk about me
Took his bitch, plus I'm rich
He won't forget about me
I know you see the dick on my pistol hang
I know you wanna be me
But you ain't with gang
See me skrting foreigns
Shorty hoeing but she boring
Bust it down and bet she blowing
Thot keep going, I stay gloing
Bet I just run through a bag
And stack money on money, my bank never lack
AR-15, it be spitting, all of these shots
Of course all of them hitting
Designer from head to my waist
Don't need no damn bitch
Put my dick in her face
Air out this place, busting out dicks
A pint, gonna let all of it spray
Yeah she wanna f*ck on me, my VVS is blinking
I just took three roxies
Brain shut down and I stop thinking
Syrup got me slumped everyday
Dope what I smoke everyday
Rick Owens, bitch, I do this everyday
Ten toes down, straight out the gate
Syrup got me slumped everyday
Dope what I smoke everyday
Rick Owens, bitch, I do this everyday
Ten toes down, straight out the gate
Dope what I smoke everyday
Rick Owens, bitch, I do this everyday
Ten toes down, straight out the gate
Syrup got me slumped everyday
Dope what I smoke everyday
Rick Owens, bitch, I do this everyday
Ten toes down, straight out the gate
I see these pussies talk about me
Took his bitch, plus I'm rich
He won't forget about me
I know you see the dick on my pistol hang
I know you wanna be me
But you ain't with gang
See me skrting foreigns
Shorty hoeing but she boring
Bust it down and bet she blowing
Thot keep going, I stay gloing
Bet I just run through a bag
And stack money on money, my bank never lack
AR-15, it be spitting, all of these shots
Of course all of them hitting
Designer from head to my waist
Don't need no damn bitch
Put my dick in her face
Air out this place, busting out dicks
A pint, gonna let all of it spray
Yeah she wanna f*ck on me, my VVS is blinking
I just took three roxies
Brain shut down and I stop thinking
Syrup got me slumped everyday
Dope what I smoke everyday
Rick Owens, bitch, I do this everyday
Ten toes down, straight out the gate
Syrup got me slumped everyday
Dope what I smoke everyday
Rick Owens, bitch, I do this everyday
Ten toes down, straight out the gate
Writer: Writer Unknown, Miguel Flores Curtidor
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.