SYRUP

(Yeah)
I said when they want some smoke, they don't call a gang they call up four
(I said when they want some smoke, they don't call a gang they call up four)

When they want some smoke, they don't call a gang they call up four
Oh shit there go the opps I'm finna go kick down they door
Tryna run me up a milli, tryna count up all this dough
I be pouring up some mud up in this cup, I'm sipping fours
Yeah I'm balling so damn hard, I'm balling hard like Michael Jordan
Please don't let me sign no deals, I'm buying Rollies and some foreigns
Damn his bitch was tryna fuck, but I won't let her cause she boring
And when it's time to catch a body, all my niggas out here scoring
Yeah we popping out four deep, we riding in a fucking stolen
And the feds right behind me, hell naw we can't put over
How the fuck you IG beefing, pussy I don't even know you
And this ain't no orange Fanta, I put syrup in my soda

Best believe that I'm still pouring
Pop a perk, now I can't focus
Slid on Brody in a Focus
Made a 50 off of motion
Y'all can't stop me, I keep going
Step up on me, bet I'm blowing
Police flash, I bet I'm flowing
Yeah we balling like we Jordan
Yeah we balling like we Jordan, I get the ball I bet I'm scoring
I poured a pint and I kept pouring
Bought my bitch a Fendi bag, you bought your bitch Michael Kors
I'm the leader of the team, but I'm still blowing
So many bows in this bitch, that got me focused
You can't come sit with the team, cause yeah we on it
I can't trust Bro'nem so I ride with the blower
And I keep going, and I keep going

Riding around with the gang
We keep that blower, it get to blowing
Riding around with that chopper
It hit from mid range, just like Derozan
Yeah they call me four, but I'm number one because I'm chosen
Tryna be rich with a bust down Rollie, yeah my wrist on frozen



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Writer(s): Rashawn Watson
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