Lyrics
For the week look
Poppin some traz
Or purchase a sack
It helpin me sleep uh
Young and I'm gunnin
I'm bound to go run it
I'm far from the peak yeah
If you ain't the team
Or not wit the dream
Don't ask for a piece nah
Emergency look
Baby done fell in the deep end ay
Count ya X and O's
I'm out for checks and dro
But my mind stuck in a surge
I'm back to episodes
I'm to sweet n low
I mask it all
That's what you call a fuckin Sugarcoat
All my boys they got it yuh
All my fam we ridin yuh
Killing this shit no challenge
She was on Jimmy late night no fallon
But she got tired of the sad face bandit
How romantic
Wouldn't want to panic
Tipping on the edge as far
As you see
But I was all boxed up
6 feet deep
Pray for me
Jitters kickin
Causing schisms
Actin out
I'm over drifting
Every part a piece
Of that puzzle
I always order fixins
How could you doubt it
This youngin who really bout it
I'm Starting up an uproar
Only come wit the foulest
Talkin all the most
I got all mothers poutin
Zoned out
Played the cards
This is what you waitin for
Jumbotron
All applaud
Fuck it boy I'll close the door
2nd thought
Audemars
Take me the demented course
For the week look
Poppin some traz
Purchase a sack
It helpin me sleep uh
Young and I'm gunnin
I'm bound to go run it
I'm far from the peak yeah
If you ain't the team
Or not wit the dream
Don't ask for a piece nah
Emergency look
Baby done fell in the deep end ay
Count ya X and O's
I'm out for checks and dro
But my mind stuck in a surge
I'm back to episodes
I'm to sweet and low
I mask it all
That's what you call a fuckin
Sugarcoat
WRITERS
Wade Coleman Jr.
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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