​syrup lyrics

[Intro: yuke]
b*tch take a lil' tab of acid, now she sayin' that she's seein' things, yeah
I want a Goyard bag, Gucci shoes and some lean, yeah
Ayy, yo' ho a zombie, she be bitin', she be tweakin'
(You have no heart!)
I might just go kill a n*gga when I'm off this lean, yeah
Never cuffin' that, nah, can't give her a ring, yeah
Hum off of me like a singer but I do not sing, yeah
Ho wan' f*ck me like a sinner, pull up, what you mean? Yeah

[Verse 1: spkyy]
(You have no heart!)
Put a bit in my drink, yeah, I might just fall out
Make me a hood boy? What you talkin' 'bout?
I got the Glock, b*tch, so I'll wack you down
Yeah-yeah, I'm leavin' yo' ass with a frown
I-I'm in yo' hood, b*tch, this a set-up
Yeah-yeah, all of you f*ck boys, come catch up, y-yeah
Sendin' shots so I hit yo' back
Yeah, I just can't believed you lagged
Yo' b*tch, she want me, love my swag
I-I keep it tucked in my jeans while it sag
Yeah-yeah, it's lean inside my f*ckin' double cup
Drugs in my body, yeah, it fill me up
I'm sippin' on syrup, it's in my tummy, yuh
You stalkin' my page, what the f*ck is up?
Gl-Glock 19 on my pants, hit his neck up
A-a-all these bullets gon' give him a check up
b*tch on my di*k, yeah, just 'cause I let her
[Verse 2: yuke]
Yeah, water in his cup, ho know I'm geeked, yeah (You have no heart!)
Ho know I'm slumped off the X pill, nah, no sleep, ayy (Enemy killed!)
b*tch take a lil' tab of acid, now she sayin' that she's seein' things, yeah
I want a Goyard bag, Gucci shoes and some lean, yeah
Ayy, yo' ho a zombie, she be bitin', she be tweakin' (You have no heart!)
I might just go kill a n*gga when I'm off this lean, yeah (You have no heart!)
Never cuffin' that, nah, can't give her a ring, yeah
Hum off of me like a singer but I do not sing, yeah
Ho wan' f*ck me like a sinner, pull up, what you mean? Yeah
I got sixty-six b*tches with me, they suckin' D, yeah (Enemy killed!)
Know you f*ckin' got n*ggas, like, why the f*ck it reek? Yeah (Enemy killed!)
Bands can't fix her heart so she bleed out

[Outro: yuke & spkyy]
Yeah-yeah, it's lean inside my f*ckin' double cup
Drugs in my body, yeah, it fill me up
I been sippin' on syrup, it's in my tummy, yeah (Enemy killed)
You stalkin' my page, what the f*ck is up?
Gl-Glock 19 on my pants, hit his neck up
A-a-all these bullets gon' give him a check up
b*tch on my di*k, yeah, just 'cause I let her
Yeah, water in his cup, ho know I'm geeked, yeah
Ho know I'm slumped off the X pill, nah, no sleep, ayy
b*tch take a lil' tab of acid, now she sayin' that she's seein' things, yeah
I want a Goyard bag, Gucci shoes and some lean, yeah
Ayy, yo' ho a zombie, she be bitin', she be tweakin'
I might just go kill a n*gga when I'm off this lean, yeah (Enemy killed)
Never cuffin' that, nah, can't give her a ring, yeah
Hum off of me like a singer but I do not sing, yeah
Ho wan' f*ck me like a sinner, pull up, what you mean? Yeah
I got sixty-six b*tches with me, they suckin' D, yeah
Know you f*ckin' got n*ggas, like, why the f*ck it reek? Yeah
Bands can't fix her heart so she bleed out