Lyrics

Sippin' syrup 'til I die, 'cause it's fuck Lucki anyway, right Huh, ayy It's real love every time, and I meant that, ayy Of course, ayy It's real love every time, and I meant that No reward for the real, we don't get plaques Gave Chantel my whole heart, and she a mismatch Can you stay off the flight, baby miss that, ayy, ayy No more getting high before we eat Who gon' do you wrong after me? Who gon' prove my case ho? I see blue lights after me Hellcat, Jewish how the case gone I stay from the east, 'cause the lake cold God mad at me I got no regrets, unless I make those I miss all the block parties, tumbling on maple Now I take a dirty sprite and flip it, it's the same though, ayy Ayy, it's so many hoes mad at me, uh I posted that slut 'cause she was free Still my mommy angel I just cool with demons in the street She love me for my goals and hate the lean Who gon' play the fake role? Who gon' have my back when I need it? Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy It's real love every time, and I meant that No reward for the real, we don't get plaques It's real love every time, and I meant that But it's fuck me, so you ain't gon' understand it Of course not, of course you ain't gon' understand it
Writer(s): Lucki Camel, Abdul Malik Thompson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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