Hard Luck
[Intro: Syloc]
Bitch boy got hard luck, backwoods what we spark up
Late night with the twin, rewriting hits tryna raise the bar up
50k on my wrist shiny as a bitch, you would think the sun up
Apple red ruby diamonds, whip gotta tint, and the music turnt up
What you wanna talk about, 1 wrong word them Glocks come out
Mask slide on, them lights go out, shouldve fucked her at her mama house
Ian touchin lean im on a perk so fuck you talking bout, acring like you magic turn theatrics on a bloody route
[Verse 1: Syloc]
Bitch boy got hard luck, backwoodswhat we spark up
Late night with the twin, rewriting hits tryna raise the bar up
50k on my wrist shiny as a bitch, you would think the sun up
Apple red ruby diamonds, whip gotta tint, and the music turnt up
What you wanna talk about, 1 wrong word them Glocks come out
Mask slide on, them lights go out, shouldve fucked her at her mama house
Ian touchin lean im on a perk so fuck you talking bout, acring like you magic turn theatrics on a bloody route
[Verse 2: oddworld]
Bitch im sippin lean, bitch im pourkng red
Sipping till im dead, tgis shit straight at my head
Put a perc inside this mafucka, we ve sipping meds
And i spent like fifty thousand dollars, on my new patek
Bitch boy got hard luck, backwoods what we spark up
Late night with the twin, rewriting hits tryna raise the bar up
50k on my wrist shiny as a bitch, you would think the sun up
Apple red ruby diamonds, whip gotta tint, and the music turnt up
What you wanna talk about, 1 wrong word them Glocks come out
Mask slide on, them lights go out, shouldve fucked her at her mama house
Ian touchin lean im on a perk so fuck you talking bout, acring like you magic turn theatrics on a bloody route
[Verse 1: Syloc]
Bitch boy got hard luck, backwoodswhat we spark up
Late night with the twin, rewriting hits tryna raise the bar up
50k on my wrist shiny as a bitch, you would think the sun up
Apple red ruby diamonds, whip gotta tint, and the music turnt up
What you wanna talk about, 1 wrong word them Glocks come out
Mask slide on, them lights go out, shouldve fucked her at her mama house
Ian touchin lean im on a perk so fuck you talking bout, acring like you magic turn theatrics on a bloody route
[Verse 2: oddworld]
Bitch im sippin lean, bitch im pourkng red
Sipping till im dead, tgis shit straight at my head
Put a perc inside this mafucka, we ve sipping meds
And i spent like fifty thousand dollars, on my new patek