[Verse 1: Philthy Rich]
Drop a duse in my Fego
[?] selling [?]
Hundred rounds on my draco
[?] get a [?]
Bottom bitch [?]
[?] rip the tags off
N***as hate when I smash off
Robbing n***as with my mask off
Me and Peezy make it look easy
Diamonds on [?]
Tell that bitch she need to come see me
Broke n***a, bitch you need to leave me
Designer [?] got the [?]
[?] when I ride past
[?] watching comcast
My finger tips when I count the cash
Bad bitch with [?]
I don't want the bitch, let my man hit her
Hit the clip and [?]
Broke n***as can't stand there
Ghetto boys on [?]
Rolie on, I don't rock a Plane
In the kitchen tryna [?]
Price of dope [?]
[Chorus: Philthy Rich]
Syrup got me tweeking
Think I'm hearing demons
Bottom bitch geekin
She telling me she leaving
Syrup got me tweeking
Thinking I'm hearing people
Bottom bitch geekin
I think the bitch cheating
Syrup got me sleeping
Never catch me leaking
Tip toe creeping
Turn into the reper
Syrup got me tweeking
I think I'm hearing people
Bottom bitch geekin
I think the bitch cheating

[Verse 2: Peezy]
Dead serious bout this money n***a
[?] serious face
Rolie bust with a serious face
Ride something foreign with the dealer plates
Knowing people [?]
Ask how I'm doing, bitch I'm doing great
Just looking at you broke n***as' face
I don't want you round me, you just in the way
Designer shirt cost me 900
Designer jeans cost me another couple
Sip the syrup, I be double cupping
I'm a young ghetto rich motherfucker
Real n***a, not them other suckers
Might fuck the bitch, but I'll never cuff her
Wear my chain in any state
I ain't worried bout a n***a taking nothing
Got n***as with me that won't play about me
I ain't finna play about it either
You can tell I'm getting money by the sneakers
Count a lot of money, sell a lot of reefer
Hood n***a selling out areenas
Carey heavy bands walking out of Nemons
Make a n***a turn into the reper
[?] put it on [?]
[Chorus: Philthy Rich]
Syrup got me tweeking
Think I'm hearing demons
Bottom bitch geekin
She telling me she leaving
Syrup got me tweeking
Thinking I'm hearing people
Bottom bitch geekin
I think the bitch cheating
Syrup got me sleeping
Never catch me leaking
Tip toe creeping
Turn into the reper
Syrup got me tweeking
I think I'm hearing people
Bottom bitch geekin
I think the bitch cheating

[Verse 3: Team Eastside Snoop]
Hellcat with the red seats
Peanut butter in the red jeep
[?]
[?] he a deadbeat
Hundred bands on the counter top
70 K on the diamond watch
Hundred rounds, tryna find an opp
On Ocean Drive, bitch eating lobster
Syrup got me tweeking
My ex bitch creeping
My bitch find out, she leaving
I can't wait to get that demon
[?] got me eating
[?] for the even
[?] season
My n***as round here squeezing
I think I'm hearing voices
Panamerra Porshes
Young n***a can't aford it
[?] Jordan
Copped the whole thing, I [?]
[?]
I'm on the road, I ain't touring
N***a, come and place your order
[Chorus: Philthy Rich]
Syrup got me tweeking
Think I'm hearing demons
Bottom bitch geekin
She telling me she leaving
Syrup got me tweeking
Thinking I'm hearing people
Bottom bitch geekin
I think the bitch cheating
Syrup got me sleeping
Never catch me leaking
Tip toe creeping
Turn into the reper
Syrup got me tweeking
I think I'm hearing people
Bottom bitch geekin
I think the bitch cheating