Letra de Str8 Syrup - LUCKI

(Icey, I'm so sick of you) I pour a four and it felt like—

I pour a four and it felt like molly

I pour— huh, ayy

I pour a four and it felt like molly

Drugs every day, get paid when I'm sleep

Hm-hm, ayy, ayy, ayy

I pour a four and it felt like Molly

Drugs every day, get paid when I'm sleep

Tell me you love me, you do or you not

Niggas be finished, got nun' to do with me

I'm in your city, the drank in the drought

She show it off 'cause she got it from me

Pretty, I'm sure she gon' figure it out

I cut you off, ain't no hearin' you out

He got the pints and you send 'em in route

I quit the thirties, but doggin' the lean

Just nothin' said, but we been rich

Fly out, please get French tips

Family'll kill you, but that's what it's 'bout

I hate to fake it with money and bring it

Lean on lean on lean on guns

All grown up, but I want more drugs

More Wock' some and it's no more fun

Movin' on E cause you runnin' off love

I make the hippies feel safe with the thugs

Money for grabs, you questionin' blood

They showed it off 'cause they got it from—

I pour a four and it felt like Molly

I pour a four and it felt like Molly

I pour a four and it—, ayy, ayy

I pour a four and it felt like Molly, ayy, ayy

I pour a four and it felt like Molly

Drugs every day, get paid when I'm sleep

Tell me you love me, you do or you not

Niggas be finished, got nun' to do with me

I'm in your city, the drank in the drought

She show it off 'cause she got it from me

I pour a four and it felt like Molly

I pour a four and it felt like Molly

(Swear to God, straight syrup)

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