Hard Luck lyrics

[Intro: Syloc]
b*tch boy got hard luck, backwoods what we spark up
Late night with the twin, rewriting hits tryna raise the bar up
50k on my wrist shiny as a b*tch, you would think the sun up
Apple red ruby diamonds, whip gotta tint, and the music turnt up
What you wanna talk about, 1 wrong word them Glocks come out
Mask slide on, them lights go out, shouldve f*cked her at her mama house
Ian touchin lean im on a perk so f*ck you talking bout, acring like you magic turn theatrics on a bloody route

[Verse 1: Syloc]
b*tch boy got hard luck, backwoodswhat we spark up
Late night with the twin, rewriting hits tryna raise the bar up
50k on my wrist shiny as a b*tch, you would think the sun up
Apple red ruby diamonds, whip gotta tint, and the music turnt up
What you wanna talk about, 1 wrong word them Glocks come out
Mask slide on, them lights go out, shouldve f*cked her at her mama house
Ian touchin lean im on a perk so f*ck you talking bout, acring like you magic turn theatrics on a bloody route

[Verse 2: ​oddworld]
b*tch im sippin lean, b*tch im pourkng red
Sipping till im dead, tgis sh*t straight at my head
Put a perc inside this maf*cka, we ve sipping meds
And i spent like fifty thousand dollars, on my new patek