BLP Kosher - Sugar Water lyrics

[Chorus]
I'm stayin' at the W
For all the times I took a L
I feel like the state
I'm fighting demons, free Jamell
Blue lives on his license plate
But he don't fuck with twelve
Now they chimin' in 'cause I got loot
But that don't ring a bell

F*ck it, I grab my paddle
I took the road less travelled, mmh
I got a strange addiction
I'ma go feed them gravel, yeah
Using every last piece of bread
I ain't have no bait and tackle
My brothers died and it coulda been war
But I had to go pick my battle

[Verses]
She like to call me the boss man


Wе gon' keep that on the D-Low
They thought that I nevеr come out the sandlot
Now I'm the great bambino
Jit green, he gon' shoot, no Ceelo
Florida water delute you, no MiO
I'ma finna dig holes like the movie
I'm finna bring the opps down, zero

772 pawn in Vero
Politic with me, no Ben Shapiro
I sent my shooter right back
On a lick he went M.I.A, Tyler Herro
Bad b***h wanna gang bang
Triple D, no guy fieri
Now I'm getting to the real cake
I remember munchin' on lil Debbie

First T, I'ma bleed concrete
I ain't ever need to use the resi
And they try to call me out on my fetty
Now they acting like it's all confetti

They thought I was sweet?
I'ma beat 'em like Suga Sean
Broward turned me to a man and I'm putting on
Brought the beef to the stu like it's boullion
Flip marks
I be skating in my Louis Vuitton's
Lil buddy got hit with that shotgun
Crack a cold one, no PBR
I'm totin' that cannon, no DSLR
That silencer sound like ASMR

I'm a superstar but I'm too bizarre
Snaggletooth, Glock, alligator gar
He strip out his clothes if I hop out the vehicle
Naked brothers, no crazy car
We pull up with chops and take cheese
I break bread, I don't chop cheese
They sizing bruh, that ain't Fahrenheit
That boy was just fightin' a first degree
The Torah right up on the dash
The exodus next to the 23
You want a M, you want a B
I'ma go Pusha T
(I'ma go make a trip)

[Chorus]
I'm stayin' at the W
For all the times I took a L
I feel like the state
I'm fighting demons, free Jamell
Blue lives on his license plate
But he don't fuck with twelve
Now they chimin' in 'cause I got loot
But that don't ring a bell

Fuck it, I grab my paddle
I took the road less travelled, mmh
I got a strange addiction
I'ma go feed them gravel, yeah
Using every last piece of bread
I ain't have no bait and tackle
My brothers died and it coulda been war
But I had to go pick my battle