Maple Syrup
๐ต 1785 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:51 duration
๐ ID: 813052
๐ Lyrics
This a $crim beat
Yung Christ (Yeah hoe)
59 (Yeah hoe)
DJ $crim with that 808 (Work)
Crack up in my swisher
Blowing bitches kisses
Syrup got me twisted (Rowdy)
G59 the misfits
Swerving and I'm fucked up
Serving time I'm locked up
Chopper spraying mac truck
You live a life of bad luck
All my hoes do drugs
All my homies thugs
Bitches fucking scrubs
Explorer on some dubs
This that flex on them with no mercy
That text I get at 1:30
Your bitch begging to get fucked
Leggings on but I rip them up
Just enough to slide up in
All about them Benjamin's
Dead presidents, I'm heaven sent
You just a fuck boy, that's irrelevant
Bow down to your sensei (Yung Mutt)
You talking to a God boy (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
G*59
Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
Swerving passed the Church in all black clothing
Holding up a middle finger
Mac showing
Throwing cash hoes run and clash
Get their back broken (Gimme that fucking money)
Pop the cap open
Throat soaking in some liquid potion
Ocean motion
Toasting to the stars
Got a great view from Mars
Spit a couple bars just to show it ain't hard
59 ain't far from the start
All brain and heart
Gotta play your part in the game
Make sure you aim the dart
Fresh fruit by the platter
Sipping water
Hear it splatter
Got ash on my shirt
But I'm me, so it never matter
Fuck a job, stay at home
Rolling bones till I'm gone
Hair ties on my wrist
This the doped up ghost
Laying in my bed now, feeling dead now
Money stashed in my pocket with the bands now
I don't like rap cause they do it wrong
I'm isolated cause I cannot take this shit no more
Laying in my bed now, feeling kinda dead now
Money stashed up in my pocket with the bands now
I don't like rap cause they do it wrong
I'm isolated cause I cannot take this shit no more
What? What? I cannot take this shit no more
Yung Christ (Yeah hoe)
59 (Yeah hoe)
DJ $crim with that 808 (Work)
Crack up in my swisher
Blowing bitches kisses
Syrup got me twisted (Rowdy)
G59 the misfits
Swerving and I'm fucked up
Serving time I'm locked up
Chopper spraying mac truck
You live a life of bad luck
All my hoes do drugs
All my homies thugs
Bitches fucking scrubs
Explorer on some dubs
This that flex on them with no mercy
That text I get at 1:30
Your bitch begging to get fucked
Leggings on but I rip them up
Just enough to slide up in
All about them Benjamin's
Dead presidents, I'm heaven sent
You just a fuck boy, that's irrelevant
Bow down to your sensei (Yung Mutt)
You talking to a God boy (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
G*59
Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
Swerving passed the Church in all black clothing
Holding up a middle finger
Mac showing
Throwing cash hoes run and clash
Get their back broken (Gimme that fucking money)
Pop the cap open
Throat soaking in some liquid potion
Ocean motion
Toasting to the stars
Got a great view from Mars
Spit a couple bars just to show it ain't hard
59 ain't far from the start
All brain and heart
Gotta play your part in the game
Make sure you aim the dart
Fresh fruit by the platter
Sipping water
Hear it splatter
Got ash on my shirt
But I'm me, so it never matter
Fuck a job, stay at home
Rolling bones till I'm gone
Hair ties on my wrist
This the doped up ghost
Laying in my bed now, feeling dead now
Money stashed in my pocket with the bands now
I don't like rap cause they do it wrong
I'm isolated cause I cannot take this shit no more
Laying in my bed now, feeling kinda dead now
Money stashed up in my pocket with the bands now
I don't like rap cause they do it wrong
I'm isolated cause I cannot take this shit no more
What? What? I cannot take this shit no more
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.45] This a $crim beat
[00:05.11] Yung Christ (Yeah hoe)
[00:09.31] 59 (Yeah hoe)
[00:12.81] DJ $crim with that 808 (Work)
[00:14.53] Crack up in my swisher
[00:16.54] Blowing bitches kisses
[00:18.50] Syrup got me twisted (Rowdy)
[00:20.38] G59 the misfits
[00:21.87] Swerving and I'm fucked up
[00:23.95] Serving time I'm locked up
[00:25.71] Chopper spraying mac truck
[00:27.33] You live a life of bad luck
[00:29.54] All my hoes do drugs
[00:31.16] All my homies thugs
[00:33.50] Bitches fucking scrubs
[00:34.98] Explorer on some dubs
[00:36.70] This that flex on them with no mercy
[00:38.59] That text I get at 1:30
[00:40.56] Your bitch begging to get fucked
[00:42.15] Leggings on but I rip them up
[00:44.19] Just enough to slide up in
[00:45.10] All about them Benjamin's
[00:47.84] Dead presidents, I'm heaven sent
[00:49.51] You just a fuck boy, that's irrelevant
[00:53.16] Bow down to your sensei (Yung Mutt)
[00:55.39] You talking to a God boy (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[00:59.97] G*59
[01:02.19] Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
[01:06.25] Swerving passed the Church in all black clothing
[01:09.11] Holding up a middle finger
[01:11.22] Mac showing
[01:11.89] Throwing cash hoes run and clash
[01:14.01] Get their back broken (Gimme that fucking money)
[01:16.53] Pop the cap open
[01:17.50] Throat soaking in some liquid potion
[01:20.24] Ocean motion
[01:21.86] Toasting to the stars
[01:22.80] Got a great view from Mars
[01:25.02] Spit a couple bars just to show it ain't hard
[01:28.93] 59 ain't far from the start
[01:31.95] All brain and heart
[01:33.33] Gotta play your part in the game
[01:35.46] Make sure you aim the dart
[01:42.70] Fresh fruit by the platter
[01:44.89] Sipping water
[01:45.76] Hear it splatter
[01:46.49] Got ash on my shirt
[01:48.09] But I'm me, so it never matter
[01:50.26] Fuck a job, stay at home
[01:51.85] Rolling bones till I'm gone
[01:53.94] Hair ties on my wrist
[01:55.84] This the doped up ghost
[01:58.24] Laying in my bed now, feeling dead now
[02:01.28] Money stashed in my pocket with the bands now
[02:05.34] I don't like rap cause they do it wrong
[02:08.42] I'm isolated cause I cannot take this shit no more
[02:12.67] Laying in my bed now, feeling kinda dead now
[02:16.33] Money stashed up in my pocket with the bands now
[02:21.52] I don't like rap cause they do it wrong
[02:24.24] I'm isolated cause I cannot take this shit no more
[02:28.56] What? What? I cannot take this shit no more
[02:33.47]
[00:05.11] Yung Christ (Yeah hoe)
[00:09.31] 59 (Yeah hoe)
[00:12.81] DJ $crim with that 808 (Work)
[00:14.53] Crack up in my swisher
[00:16.54] Blowing bitches kisses
[00:18.50] Syrup got me twisted (Rowdy)
[00:20.38] G59 the misfits
[00:21.87] Swerving and I'm fucked up
[00:23.95] Serving time I'm locked up
[00:25.71] Chopper spraying mac truck
[00:27.33] You live a life of bad luck
[00:29.54] All my hoes do drugs
[00:31.16] All my homies thugs
[00:33.50] Bitches fucking scrubs
[00:34.98] Explorer on some dubs
[00:36.70] This that flex on them with no mercy
[00:38.59] That text I get at 1:30
[00:40.56] Your bitch begging to get fucked
[00:42.15] Leggings on but I rip them up
[00:44.19] Just enough to slide up in
[00:45.10] All about them Benjamin's
[00:47.84] Dead presidents, I'm heaven sent
[00:49.51] You just a fuck boy, that's irrelevant
[00:53.16] Bow down to your sensei (Yung Mutt)
[00:55.39] You talking to a God boy (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[00:59.97] G*59
[01:02.19] Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
[01:06.25] Swerving passed the Church in all black clothing
[01:09.11] Holding up a middle finger
[01:11.22] Mac showing
[01:11.89] Throwing cash hoes run and clash
[01:14.01] Get their back broken (Gimme that fucking money)
[01:16.53] Pop the cap open
[01:17.50] Throat soaking in some liquid potion
[01:20.24] Ocean motion
[01:21.86] Toasting to the stars
[01:22.80] Got a great view from Mars
[01:25.02] Spit a couple bars just to show it ain't hard
[01:28.93] 59 ain't far from the start
[01:31.95] All brain and heart
[01:33.33] Gotta play your part in the game
[01:35.46] Make sure you aim the dart
[01:42.70] Fresh fruit by the platter
[01:44.89] Sipping water
[01:45.76] Hear it splatter
[01:46.49] Got ash on my shirt
[01:48.09] But I'm me, so it never matter
[01:50.26] Fuck a job, stay at home
[01:51.85] Rolling bones till I'm gone
[01:53.94] Hair ties on my wrist
[01:55.84] This the doped up ghost
[01:58.24] Laying in my bed now, feeling dead now
[02:01.28] Money stashed in my pocket with the bands now
[02:05.34] I don't like rap cause they do it wrong
[02:08.42] I'm isolated cause I cannot take this shit no more
[02:12.67] Laying in my bed now, feeling kinda dead now
[02:16.33] Money stashed up in my pocket with the bands now
[02:21.52] I don't like rap cause they do it wrong
[02:24.24] I'm isolated cause I cannot take this shit no more
[02:28.56] What? What? I cannot take this shit no more
[02:33.47]