SYRUP SIPPIN

R-R-R-R-R-R-R-Real nigga r-r-r-r-r-r-radio

You see a lot of people

They say they don't understand these young niggas

But you gotta understand that life is a road with a lot of signs

And if you don't pay attention, sometimes, you get lost forever

So I'm shoutin' out to all my old heads, man, huh

All my niggas in the industry

When these young niggas step to you, my nigga

Give 'em the right answer, my nigga, the right direction, nigga

So they can further they career

And all you DJs, play these young niggas shit

And if the shit good, give them a chance, nigga

This is the fuckin' future, man

Woo-woo (Baby Money)

Woo-woo (Yeah)

Woo-woo (Baby Money, know what I'm sayin'? On that bullshit)

Woo-woo

My bitch rockin' a black bandana (Black ban—)

I'm jumpin' out of east Atlanta

Pop my shit, don't need no cameras (Yeah)

Got money, I look like a scammer (Yeah)

My wrist havin' a goddamn seizure (Seizure)

Everybody must think I'm a tweaker (Woo-woo)

My weed blowin' strong like a speaker (Woo-woo)

I'm rich, I leave her, it's cheaper to keep her

Money (Baby Money)

Bitch wanna try a G6 (G6)

All of my hoes top ten (Ten)

Slam dunk your bitch, no assist (Yeah)

Huh, check my drip

I need a janitor, I just spilled (Spilled)

I do syrup sippin', I'm sick (I'm sick)

I need help, I can't even feel shit (Can't feel it)

She like to geek like a nerd

She want cocaine, think she Scarface

I been geekin' way too hard, go ash on my mink carpet

I'm in the SRT, go skrt-skrt-skrt, and now she cursin'

Baby Money, Money really rockstar life, I like to party (Woo-woo)

I got blood on my Timbs, I just brought your hoe to the ATM

I just made a hurricane in here, I shoulda copped this on film

She wanna just fuck on me, she wanna go fuck on him

I been livin' in luxury, got VVS's on all my limbs (Yeah)

My bitch rockin' a black bandana (Woo-woo)

I'm jumpin' out of east Atlanta

Pop my shit, don't need no cameras

Got money, I look like a scammer

My wrist havin' a goddamn seizure (Ah)

Everybody must think I'm a tweaker

My weed blowin' strong like a speaker

I'm rich, I leave her, it's cheaper to keep her

Money (Baby Money)

Bitch wanna try a G6 (G6)

All of my hoes top ten (Ten)

Slam dunk your bitch, no assist (Yeah)

Huh, check my drip

I need a janitor, I just spilled (Spilled)

I do syrup sippin', I'm sick (I'm sick)

I need help, I can't even feel shit (Can't feel it)

Baby Money (Woo-woo, woo-woo)

R-R-R-R-R-R-R-Real nigga r-r-r-r-r-r-radio

Woo-woo (Woo-woo, blatt)

Blatt

Or run out the way, where is the G6 at?

Forty-seven minutes for the shrooms?

Time is the G6? What time is the G6?

The chocolate bar shrooms though

'cause that's what he was talkin' 'bout