$$$ lyrics

Hot boy, BG (BG)
That's the way these young n*ggas eat (eat)
Drinking on syrup can't sleep (can't sleep)
Drinking on syrup can't sleep (can't sleep)
Hot boy, BG (BG)
That's the way these young n*ggas eat (eat)
Drinking on syrup can't sleep (can't sleep)
Drinking on syrup can't sleep (can't sleep)
Hot boy, BG (BG)
That's the way these young n*ggas eat (eat)
Drinking on syrup can't sleep (can't sleep)
Drinking on syrup can't sleep (can't sleep)

Every night I'm drinking on syrup can't sleep
Hi-Tech, promethazine, real cheap
Codeine got me on the low in the creep
Smoked out, riding with Uzi in the jeep
Buffet Boys with the suicide, know that we druggin'
Look at my face, b*tch, I'm numb, can't feel nothing
Stealing they place and it got y'all all bugging
You won't say no names but who else you see bussing
Just me and my cousin, stay busting and cutting
These motherf*ckers only nutting and puffing
Lets see how it's jumping
When we up in public, don't bring out the old me cause
Then I'll start dumping, the blood will start gushing
All because of your fronting
51-50, b*tch, I don't do bluffing
H-h-h-hot boy, BG (BG)
That's the way these young n*ggas eat (eat)
Drinking on syrup can't sleep (can't sleep)
Drinking on syrup can't sleep (can't sleep)
Hot boy, BG (BG)
That's the way these young n*ggas eat (eat)
Drinking on syrup can't sleep (can't sleep)
Drinking on syrup can't sleep (can't sleep)

Before I hit the blunt I gotta pop a couple Oxy's
Cherry flavor coke i flip the cap and now im sloppy
Copycat motherf*cker lookin like a pus*y
I will f*ck you up boy and your squad won't stop me
Call me a snake in the wrong habitat
Give me a name I will swallow the rat whole
Cold like the f*cking polar icecaps
In a black cadillac killing myself in the back
Gaudy pack shawty smokin' blasts
Toting bags full of masks
Pop a tag off the motherf*cking body bag
Oddy have a problem prolly never gonna solve em
Spotted cat looking like a fallen angel with no halo
f*ck boy funeral b*tch I may go captain insane-o
Side b*tch and my enemy is the same hoe
Driking on syrup can't sleep (can't sleep)
Hot boy, BG (BG)
That's the way these young n*ggas eat (eat)
Drinking on syrup can't sleep (can't sleep)
Drinking on syrup can't sleep (can't sleep)
Hot boy, BG (BG)
That's the way these young n*ggas eat (eat)
Drinking on syrup can't sleep (can't sleep)
Drinking on syrup can't sleep (can't sleep)
Yuh Yuh
Exuberant lunatics hop out the whip
Like Yung Thug and get through with it
I dated your momma, sedated your father
Then threw his body to the ocean he sank to the bottom
I ain't Lil' Scrappy but baby you don't want no problems
Who is that in the back of the Cadillac with the Mac
c*cked back ready to bang into his own brain
Triple $ be the set don't disrespect me
Got 100 more hoes just from this EP
1 shell to your back you a ninja turtle
Put your whole dead body in a f*cking hurdle
I don't want to but if I have to I will hurt you
And if my lil' ass can't do it myself my lil' homie will murk you
Your girl is my b*tch I know you smell the perfume, yuh
Marshall's casual fun fashion watch- i-i-i-is just $19.99
Thank you gra-a-a-a
Your welcome
And don't forget you owe me two- f*cks

Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout
If smoking weed gets you high then why not go down on a b*tch when she's rolling the pine
Push me into the pus*y
Not now gotta blunt to light
I might wanna f*ck when the blunt is done
Pumpin the c*nt and I won't jump the gun
Roll the whole O, hoe, then blow me slowly gotta go when you done
Grip as I double the cup, sip a puddle of mud, got one pint in my blood
Twelve O's got me real f*cked up
Eyes roll back i spill my drugs
Homies roll me up then smoke me in the blunt
b*tch I am nothing just ash in the cup
Hard to lay back in this grave that I dug
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout
I just f*cked your b*tch in some Nike flip flops
Whipped the dope so hard until my f*ckin wrist locked
I just got a bundle of the heroin out the east
Break it down and cut it now i gotta quarter key
Smokin indo dope
No you can't hit this ho
Cocaine chopping $now
I got that drip goin down my throat
Always justify
To get my urges satisfied
So let me clarify
Now-now-
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout
Yuh
Well its a $outhside $uicide
Buffet boys
We worldwide
Global till the day i die
I love to see my b*tches cry
It gets me off
Baby girl you gettin lost in the sauce
I don't talk to nobody i don't got a boss
You saying you gon shoot me
You don't got the balls
Or the guts to bust me in the temple
Why these rappers so sentimental
Wake up in the morning like what was i meant fo
All of these hoes be trifling
All of them hoes is nymphos
They can f*ck but dont give em my info
Noo
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout
-choice that's everyone's favorite-
Stop by the winter wonderla-

When you come home, I'll stop this
When you come home, I'll stop this
View from a balcony, pool lit up blue, lawn chairs next to the ice chest
Stuffed two grams in the blunt that we just blew
Now I'm gettin' blown by a b*tch, who? I don't know her name
Gold chain hangin', got a few in the room
But I don't wear 'em out, only wear 'em in the house
'Cause I shine so bright, I don't wanna blind you
Who knew Yung $now wouldn't melt in the summer? It's true
Cold as a polar bear, chillin' with Stunna and $lick, I'm surrounded by tulips
Got me 'bout two clips, got me 'bout two scripts filled up with Oxy
Smoke hovers all around my f*ckin' body
I murdered this b*tch named Oddy, yeah, I shot him
$lick got the shovels, and we diggin' all night
Pouya in the Caddy, told him, "Shine the light bright", 'cause I'm diggin' in darkness
What was a good day has turned into the usual back in all black like a funeral
When you come home, I'll stop this
When you come home, I'll stop this
Runnin' from the cops through the motherf*ckin' 7th
Six bodies dropped, and nobody went to Heaven
Block stay hot when I'm creepin' with the weapon
Gotta keep the pills in me, all because of my depression
City of the crescent, ridin' with a Smith & Wesson
Got a motherf*cker guessin' when I hit 'em with the blessin'
Two shots to the dome, six shots in the chrome
All shot through your home, now that's a crime zone
$-U-I-C-I-D-E, $carecrow creepin' with Uzi
Lucifer, please come save me, throw crucifixes at my feet
Walkin' through the depths of hell, watchin' as the oceans swell
Grey 59, that's Los Cartel, nothin' but death in every cell
When you come home, I'll stop this
When you come home, I'll stop this
Yeah, she too deep in the flask
Drinkin' and thinkin' gonna lead to a bad decision
Déjà vu, I've been through it with you, multiple times on many occasions
Contemplatin' vacatin' without you, I doubt you the one
I could be wrong, I could be sprung, I could be dumb
I could be dumbfounded, well-rounded, plus the head game therapeutic
She knew when she blew it like Nintendo, you heard me
Some of y'all better curve me, my di*k game army strong
My only hope is my song go on for long
This life ain't promised whether you accomplished
What you think about inside of yo' apartment
You workin' for nothin', you worthless, b*tch, yeah
When you come home, I'll stop this
When you come home, I'll stop this
When you come home, I'll stop this
When you come home, I'll stop this

-olaroid santevia, in store-
So pick one up for the holidays-

The devil's out tonight, I'm walking by his side
So kiss yo mama on the lips, and softly say "goodbye..."
Silent night, there's no light
That's when I start creepin' like a hitman
Scope my man, and then I toss the dynamite, and—
The devil's out tonight, I'm walking by his side
So kiss yo mama on the lips, and softly say "goodbye..."
Silent night, there's no light
That's when I start creepin' like a hitman
Scope my man, and then I toss the dynamite, and—
The devil's out tonight, I'm walking by his side
So kiss yo mama on the lips, and softly say "goodbye..."

Grew up with them robbers, them shottas
Them hot boys on the block
I pop up with that nine-millimeter, the heater
Or the ether, for any f*ckboy who want it
Night or the morning, at any moment I'm known to flash out with the eyes of Lucifer
I'm Judas
Plot with the red dot, hot with the six shot
Rot in the same pot, opps gonna get dropped
Docked in the same block, rocks all in my sock
Stocked with the same Glock
Mask on, pop, pop!
And the devil all up in me when I murder with the semi
Pull the trigger 'till it's empty, f*ckboy, don't tempt me
f*ckboys all envy *59

Silent night, there's no light
That's when I start creepin' like a hitman
Scope my man, and then I toss the dynamite, and—
The devil's out tonight, I'm walking by his side
So kiss yo mama on the lips, and softly say "goodbye..."
Silent night, there's no light
That's when I start creepin' like a hitman
Scope my man, and then I toss the dynamite, and—
The devil's out tonight, I'm walking by his side
So kiss yo mama on the lips, and softly say "goodbye..."

Pull up with the Glock c*cked, aim it at my head
Shot popped, now I'm dead, with a hole full of lead
Yung $now got yo' ho on a sled, getting head in slo-mo
Siren sounds, here come the po-po
Oh no, heard I got that work for the low-low
Don't tell 'em sh*t, that's a no-no
Three little pigs, I'm the big bad wolf
Blood stained teeth, and I'm covered in wool
Huff and I puff, on a blunt packed full
Bricks ain't sh*t
Hit a lick on a b*tch
Hold 'em up with the di*k
One shot in the mouth, now she starting to drool
She blew me away, now my blood starts to pool
Grade A death, like a shooting at a school
Lay me to rest, I'm okay with no breath
Ain't a fool, I ain't like the rest, b*tch, I be hanging with ghouls

Silent night, there's no light
That's when I start creepin' like a hitman
Scope my man, and then I toss the dynamite, and—
The devil's out tonight, I'm walking by his side
So kiss yo mama on the lips, and softly say "goodbye..."
Silent night, there's no light
That's when I start creepin' like a hitman
Scope my man, and then I toss the dynamite, and—
The devil's out tonight, I'm walking by his side
So kiss yo mama on the lips, and softly say "goodbye..."

Yuh, uh, everybody wanna be ya' homie
When you got your life intact
As I look around, I realize that all of my opinions turn to facts
I'm burning bridges cause I won't communicate with a label that can't relate to me
Myself and I, you gotta tell I can tell that you lie
I need more bread—I'm not satisfied
Satellite television is not enough
I pack out these shows
Got hoes waiting right by the bus
Just to get a chance to lick my nuts
$outh $ide $uicide, do or die, who am I?
Got that .45 in my Levis
I know this b*tch wanna be mine
Treat this b*tch like a feline, yuh, ayy

The devil's out tonight, I'm walking by his side
So kiss yo mama on the lips, and softly say "Goodbye..."

Outside in an all black ride
Tint rolled up when I'm high
Said they all wanna live but I just wanna die
Mo-Motherf*cker, if you're looking for me find me in the night
I got a knife don't want to fight
I want to take your f*cking life and end it right on sight
When I strike, if you bark better bite
Block hot, f*ck the cops
Pop a six-shot Glock
Then I trot to the rocks
With me own blood clot
Red dot, bodies drop when I c*ck then I spot
No tomb, no plot, throw them off of the yacht
Undocked with the slot of the skull
Hanging in the f*cking river, ho
$u-$uicide, 666, *59 so cynical
Got a pound in the blunt I'm loungin'
Pour another round I'm drownin'
Climb to the top I will jump off the mountain, aye
Swervin', Swervin' in a motherf*cking all white Crown Vic
Blue lights mounted, Siren howlin'
Stole it from a cop because he popped another brown kid, ayy
Got the town lit up by the flames that I made from my grey serenade
Make way for the Plague
On the 7th-day grey bodies lay in their graves
Still got the badge still got the gun
Still got the patch still got the stun
Still got the cash b*tch I burn it for fun
Put the Glock to my skull then I...
Yuh, yuh, yuh
South Side $uicide, kill yourself, ho
Say you gettin' money but your numbers don't show
You a liar, baseball bat fully wrapped in barbed wire
For anyone that's tryna get by us
I been thinkin' a lot
I see these rappers tryna get at my spot
Robb told me you gotta get it how you live
Told that b*tch "You better get up out my biz"
Pickle-breath-ass ho with a face like thizz
(Shut the f*ck up)
You don't want no issue with
Nose seen more blow than most nose seen a tissue
I got anxiety so I can't really do an interview
Don't come close to me
I'm not the one to really do it how it's 'sposed to be
Independent, tell the label to get over me
I'm over here with my peers gettin' rich point blank
Before I bring her to the crew make sure that b*tch don't stink
Ain't no rules to the game, talk how you want
Walk how you want, my job is the sh*t
I used to clean up sh*t from the rim of the toilet
Now I'm gettin' money, I don't gotta pack a pistola
Okay, maybe, cause jealousy make a man go crazy (go cray)
Money make a motherf*cker hate me
One thousand b*tches they all wanna date me