Maple Syrup (feat. Bones)

This a $crim beat Yung Christ (Yeah hoe) 59 (Yeah hoe) DJ $crim with that 808 (Work) Crack up in my swisher Blowing bitches kisses Syrup got me twisted (Rowdy) G59 the misfits Swerving and I'm fucked up Serving time I'm locked up Chopper spraying mac truck You live a life of bad luck All my hoes do drugs All my homies thugs Bitches fucking scrubs Explorer on some dubs This that flex on them with no mercy That text I get at 1:30 Your bitch begging to get fucked Leggings on but I rip them up Just enough to slide up in All about them Benjamin's Dead presidents, I'm heaven sent You just a fuck boy, that's irrelevant Bow down to your sensei (Yung Mutt) You talking to a God boy (Yeah, yeah, yeah) G*59 Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah Swerving passed the Church in all black clothing Holding up a middle finger Mac showing Throwing cash hoes run and clash Get their back broken (Gimme that fucking money) Pop the cap open Throat soaking in some liquid potion Ocean motion Toasting to the stars Got a great view from Mars Spit a couple bars just to show it ain't hard 59 ain't far from the start All brain and heart Gotta play your part in the game Make sure you aim the dart Fresh fruit by the platter Sipping water Hear it splatter Got ash on my shirt But I'm me, so it never matter Fuck a job, stay at home Rolling bones till I'm gone Hair ties on my wrist This the doped up ghost Laying in my bed now, feeling dead now Money stashed in my pocket with the bands now I don't like rap cause they do it wrong I'm isolated cause I cannot take this shit no more Laying in my bed now, feeling kinda dead now Money stashed up in my pocket with the bands now I don't like rap cause they do it wrong I'm isolated cause I cannot take this shit no more What? What? I cannot take this shit no more