Tan18w2q3, Sybyr - Workin lyrics
[Tan18w2q3, Sybyr - Workin lyrics]
Walk in it, smell like the booth
Shit not sweet, I ain't suckin' my tooth
It's getting too cold to go fly to Peru
I'm tryna lead a stampede on the roof
I need some K to go fly to the moon
Yeah, my discography fat like cocoon
Became a butterfly, flappin' my wounds
I am a soldier, survive in the doom
How you gon' manage ya shit in the dark?
Bark like a dog, you get dragged to go walk
Pop like tart, y'all smell like fart
I need all my pills to go pop
I need all that brain to be sane
I need all that cash to be green
I need all my medicine changed
You need not put me to hang
Anti, nigga, the name been changed
Put fifty for that bag, arranged
Where them vocals? Need them chords
Or you might go back to doin' morе chores
Shit not sweet, I ain't suckin' my tooth
It's getting too cold to go fly to Peru
I'm tryna lead a stampede on the roof
I need some K to go fly to the moon
Yeah, my discography fat like cocoon
Became a butterfly, flappin' my wounds
I am a soldier, survive in the doom
How you gon' manage ya shit in the dark?
Bark like a dog, you get dragged to go walk
Pop like tart, y'all smell like fart
I need all my pills to go pop
I need all that brain to be sane
I need all that cash to be green
I need all my medicine changed
You need not put me to hang
Anti, nigga, the name been changed
Put fifty for that bag, arranged
Where them vocals? Need them chords
Or you might go back to doin' morе chores
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