Pouya - Cold Turkey lyrics

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Pouya - Cold Turkey lyrics

[Hook] Hot boy, BG That's the way these young n***as eat Drinking on syrup can't sleep Drinking on syrup can't sleep [Verse 1: Slick Sloth] Every night I'm drinking on syrup can't sleep Hi-Tech, promethazine, real cheap Codeine got me on the low in the creep Smoked out, riding with Uzi in the jeep Buffet Boys with the $uicide, know that we druggin Look at my face, b**h, I'm numb, can't feel nothing Stealing they place and it got y'all all bugging You won't say no names but who else you see bussing Just me and my cousin, stay busting and cutting These motherf**ers only nutting and puffing Lets see how it's jumping When we up in public, don't bring out the old me cause Then I'll start dumping, the blood will start gushing All because of your fronting' 51-50, b**h, I don't do bluffing [Hook] Hot boy, BG That's the way these young n***as eat Drinking on syrup can't sleep [Verse 2: Ruby da cherry] Before I hit the blunt I gotta pop a couple Oxy's Cherry flavor coke i flip the cap and now im sloppy Copycat motherf**er lookin like a p**y I will f** you up boy and your squad won't stop me Call me a snake in the wrong habitat Give me a name I will swallow the rat whole Cold like the f**ing polar icecaps In a black cadillac k**ing myself in the back (?) Gaudy pack shawty smokin' blasts Toting bags full of masks Pop a tag off the motherf**ing body bag Oddy have a problem prolly never gonna solve em Spotted cat looking like a fallen angel with no halo f** boy funeral b**h I may go captain insane-o Side b**h and my enemy is the same hoe [Hook] Hot boy, BG That's the way these young n***as eat Drinking on syrup can't sleep [Verse 3: Pouya] Yuh Yuh Exuberant lunatics hop out the whip Like Yung Thug and get through with it I dated your momma, sedated your father Then threw his body to the ocean he sank to the bottom I ain't Lil' Scrappy but baby you don't want no problems Who is that in the back of the Cadillac with the Mac co*ked back ready to bang into his own brain Triple $ be the set don't disrespect me Got 100 more hoes just from this EP 1 shell to your back you a ninja turtle Put your whole dead body in a f**ing hurdle I don't want to but if I have to I will hurt you And if my lil' a** can't do it myself my lil' homie will murk you Your girl is my b**h I know you smell the perfume, yeah

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