Luv Syrup

[Intro]
(Maer got that beat goin' so crazy)

[Verse 1]
I been up chasin' paper all night, fuck sex
Had to work for this shit swingin' on my neck
Had to pull up, swing that Drac' for my respect
The judge labeled me a threat
I was facin' sixty years, wrote the rule, ain't drop a tear
Got a million-dollar contract, I don't know how to act
She actin' bad, I choker her ass, bring her to reality
I'm a rapper and I'm from the streets, don't get this shit confused
I got power on my side, fifty racks to ghost a nigga
Diamonds hittin' just like a box of matches, my neck set up a light
Back and forth, well, let's take it there, don't waste my breath
I told brodie, "Watch that backdoor, these niggas wanna be us"
I ain't trippin' 'bout new dissin' her, they know where riches are

[Chorus]
Yeah, glizzy got that stutter like my cousin Angel
I'm like an angel to this bitch, she say I'm Heaven sent
You try this shit, I get off first, this Glock'll cremate you
I rep the set, I throw it up, I paint the city red
Locked in for life, it ain't no switchin', nigga, we tied in
We put them boxes on them glizzys, nigga, we Glocked in

[Verse 2]
I had Maytown locked, had Lil Zay wanna be gang
I was punchin' shit in school, never went for no extortion
He told everybody he Crip, why the fuck he throwin' up CK?
Seen a million cash, got cocky, I done had a malfunction in my brain
I'm a Drac'-slangin' rap nigga, got blood, speakin' with an L
When I drop, it's over for these niggas, bullyin' these lil' boys
I got all types of foreign cars, I'm a foreigner
I ain't bulletproofin' shit, for what? Them smackers in this bitch
.223 and .762, hit they block, they run and hidin'
We do drive-by's and walk-downs, we somethin' like Uber Eats
Think the last time I went broke was never-ary
Without that gun, it's hella scary, I'm the first to say it
Sippin' mud, dropped that mud cup, goddamn, I love syrup
Kiss the curb in that fast thing, fuck 'round, cracked the rim

[Chorus]
Yeah, glizzy got that stutter like my cousin Angel
I'm like an angel to this bitch, she say I'm Heaven sent
You try this shit, I get off first, this Glock'll cremate you
I rep the set, I throw it up, I paint the city red
Locked in for life, it ain't no switchin', nigga, we tied in
We put them boxes on them glizzys, nigga, we Glocked in

[Verse 3]
I know a bitch who got a nigga, but she my bitch too
You went and got it out the streets, reminds me of me
You love them fully automatics, hop out, trickin' with 'em
You ever seen a nigga dyin'? His partner dyin' right with him (His partner dyin' right with him)