NO SERMON - REMIX
I just been sippin' this syrup
Y'all talkin' shit I ain't heard none
I just been servin', no sermon
Don't get that temperature turned up
Y'all just been all in your chest, homie been stressed, stay possessin' a burner
They told me have faith in the sesh, my brother been rollin' us somethin' to burn up
I just been sippin' this syrup
Y'all talkin' shit I ain't heard none
I just been servin', no sermon
Don't get that temperature turned up
Y'all just been all in your chest, homie been stressed, stay possessin' a burner
They told me have faith in the sesh, my brother been rollin' us somethin' to burn up
She not your bitch, it's just your turn
This is my blunt, I let it burn
Tino been up for a week, I'm concerned
PTSD it keeps me so unnerved
Bend through yo block and I post on the curb trynna get my pockets straight like a perm
Which one you working boy what do you serve?
Niggas be hating and that shit absurd
Cannot be waiting, I'm gone in the flash
I told my waitress put it on my tab
Hit the Bodega and kick it verbatim and now plugged in with the mafia man
Don't understand, where all these disses be coming from?
Last thing you want is a one on one, got a proud family like that girl from one on one They got me rowdy and thinking bout running up
Plugged with the Saudis, I don't eat boar
Yo bitch may love you but she like me more, her tounge like a bullet, sharp as a sword When the blows land she be rocking yo core
I know the feel cuz I've been there before
My hearts so dead it belongs in a mourge. She on all fours and she don't listen
I call her a bad bitch to get her attention
I just been sippin' this syrup
Y'all talkin' shit I ain't heard none
I just been servin', no sermon
Don't get that temperature turned up
Y'all just been all in your chest, homie been stressed, stay possessin' a burner
They told me have faith in the sesh, my brother been rollin' us somethin' to burn up
I just been sippin' this syrup
Y'all talkin' shit I ain't heard none
I just been servin', no sermon
Don't get that temperature turned up
Y'all just been all in your chest, homie been stressed, stay possessin' a burner
They told me have faith in the sesh, my brother been rollin' us somethin' to burn up
Y'all talkin' shit I ain't heard none
I just been servin', no sermon
Don't get that temperature turned up
Y'all just been all in your chest, homie been stressed, stay possessin' a burner
They told me have faith in the sesh, my brother been rollin' us somethin' to burn up
I just been sippin' this syrup
Y'all talkin' shit I ain't heard none
I just been servin', no sermon
Don't get that temperature turned up
Y'all just been all in your chest, homie been stressed, stay possessin' a burner
They told me have faith in the sesh, my brother been rollin' us somethin' to burn up
She not your bitch, it's just your turn
This is my blunt, I let it burn
Tino been up for a week, I'm concerned
PTSD it keeps me so unnerved
Bend through yo block and I post on the curb trynna get my pockets straight like a perm
Which one you working boy what do you serve?
Niggas be hating and that shit absurd
Cannot be waiting, I'm gone in the flash
I told my waitress put it on my tab
Hit the Bodega and kick it verbatim and now plugged in with the mafia man
Don't understand, where all these disses be coming from?
Last thing you want is a one on one, got a proud family like that girl from one on one They got me rowdy and thinking bout running up
Plugged with the Saudis, I don't eat boar
Yo bitch may love you but she like me more, her tounge like a bullet, sharp as a sword When the blows land she be rocking yo core
I know the feel cuz I've been there before
My hearts so dead it belongs in a mourge. She on all fours and she don't listen
I call her a bad bitch to get her attention
I just been sippin' this syrup
Y'all talkin' shit I ain't heard none
I just been servin', no sermon
Don't get that temperature turned up
Y'all just been all in your chest, homie been stressed, stay possessin' a burner
They told me have faith in the sesh, my brother been rollin' us somethin' to burn up
I just been sippin' this syrup
Y'all talkin' shit I ain't heard none
I just been servin', no sermon
Don't get that temperature turned up
Y'all just been all in your chest, homie been stressed, stay possessin' a burner
They told me have faith in the sesh, my brother been rollin' us somethin' to burn up
Credits
Writer(s): Henry Maysack
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