Hot boy, BG
That's the way these young n***as eat
(A.C)
Drankin on syrup can't sleep
Drankin on syrup can't sleep

(Chorus)(x2)
Hot boy, BG
That's the way these young n***as eat
Drankin on syrup can't sleep
Drankin on syrup can't sleep

(Verse 1)
Drankin on syrup can't sleep
'Bout to go in balls deep
Guess who got a fresh bag o' weed?
Got that Cali shit, you know it ain't cheap
Shit so good that it made you wanna weep
Bitches pouring' Jack in my cup
Got a White Grape, bout to roll up
Throw the kush in, now you got a blunt
Spark it up, take a hit
Every n***a that you wit, know they wanna take a hit
Every n***a dat you wit know you got dat good shit
Everybody fuckin' lit, living like a Super Crip
Fam be gettin pistol whipped
He still be sipping lines of lean
Living like a super teen
Psychedelics on the street
Subi lookin super clean
Imma smoke a ton of weed
Drinkin' syrup like Hot Boy B.G. A.C

(Chorus)(2x)

(Verse 2)
Drank at 13, neva got a fake
Im a real artist man, fuck that n***a Drake
He use a ghost writer, damn n***a he a waste
A waste of a human, wanna throw him in a lake
Light some gasoline, and ill throw him in tha flame
Hit my boy up just to get an ounce of shake
Then my boy walked in, he rocking Bape
Chillin' in my mommas crib, now we bout to blaze
He pull out the papes, and then he roll a J
Smoke the next morning, cause i gotta wake and bake
Smokin' weed at 4:20 on tha daily
Now my momma come home, im feelin hazy
Drankin syrup, feeling wavy
Now I feel a lil' spacey
Fuck it all, Imma just smoke weed
Drankin on syrup can't sleep

(Chorus)(2x)

(spoken)
A.C. Jamz, remember the name yo
Break out artist of 2017, n***a
Spark it up mixtape, coming soon
So stay tuned
An yeah I said it, fuck Drake
Write your own music, n***a
I think there was one thing that I forgot to say
Oh yeah, fuck Donald Trump