Sylvy - Fun

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Aye man wrap that shit up man that shit kinda stank
You already know that
Bruh I'm fr man twelve be on our ass bruh
Bruh it don't matter what would do if it was yo last day nigga?

Uh
I'm on the low
Nigga I kick in the door
Nigga I'm gettin' the doe
I hit a lick, three in a row
All of my niggas be gang
All of my niggas got straps
Fuckin' that bih from the back
All of my niggas be smokin' that gas
I roll up the gas I smoke me a blunt
She wanna love bitch is you dumb
All of my niggas be totin' them drums Fa fa
Had to struggle nigga came from the slums
I remember nigga eatin' the crumbs
Choppa bullets penetrate
Yeah nigga you know it don't stun
Pockets fat nigga just like Big Pun
She wanna fuck but I'm on the run
She on her knees just like a nun
Bitch I be makin' this monеy for fun
All of my niggas be totin' them guns
All of my niggas be totin' thеm weapons
Smokin' that gas cause a nigga be stressin'
Praying to the lord just for a blessing
I knock a nigga out like Tyson
I get a buffalo bill a Byson
Fuckin' yo bitch nigga Ion try
Smokin' that dope and I'm high in the sky
These niggas lie, cap
Smokin' on dope, gas
Fuckin' yo bitch, bat
I got yo bitch, bad
I got the doe, cash
I got the dope, wax
I be smokin' the dab
Juul on me wit' the tab
Ugh

Uh hp, oof ooh
I just be ballin' for no reason
Yeah yeah
I just be ballin' for no reason
Smokin' the pressure but got a purpose
Tell me why this hoe be comin' urgent

Hp, Roll up the paper
I got a hater, you wanna be me?
You cannot be me
I'ma go tell yo hoe to get to washing
Run up in the scene like caution
Get to the check, give me respect
Yeah yeah
Get to the millions, comin' my way
Then I invest, then I invest
Niggas be actin' like chicken, breast
Get to the stacked racks, yes
And today I feel like feelin' her breast
I'm in control of my game, chess
A nigga need to smoke cause a nigga been stressed
She wanna take me out like a kid
You should know she not having' no kids
I got the drip and the drip wit' the drip
Three times straight for your head
Ooh, hp
Now everybody lookin' basic
I remember sittin' on the bench
And now it's bout' time to get lit
Phsswhoo
These niggas lie, cap
Smokin' on dope, gas
Fuckin' yo bitch, bat
I got yo bitch, bad
I got the doe, cash
I got the dope, wax
I be smokin' the dab
Juul on me wit' the tab
Ugh

Uh hp, oof ooh
I just be ballin' for no reason
Yeah yeah
I just be ballin' for no reason
Smokin' the pressure but got a purpose
Tell me why this hoe be comin' urgent

Yeah yeah ooh yeah
I just be ballin'
Phsswhoo
Uh hp, oof ooh
I just be ballin' for no reason
Smokin' the pressure but got a purpose
Tell me why this hoe be comin' urgent

Hp, Roll up the paper
I got a hater, you wanna be me?
You cannot be me
I'ma go tell yo hoe to get to washing

Release Date: April 07, 2020

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"Sylvy - Fun" is a high-energy rap song that exudes confidence and swagger. The lyrics talk about living life to the fullest, making money, and enjoying the finer things in life. The artist talks about overcoming struggles and coming from humble beginnings, but now enjoying the fruits of their labor. The song features catchy hooks and a bouncy beat that will make listeners want to dance and vibe along. Overall, "Sylvy - Fun" is a fun and energetic track that will uplift and motivate anyone who listens to it.

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