[Track 1: Cold Turkey]
[Intro: Future]
Hot boy, BG (BG), that's the way these young ****** eat (Eat)
Drinkin' on syrup, can't sleep (Can't sleep)
Drinkin' on syrup, can't sleep (Can't sleep)
Hot boy, BG (BG), that's the way these young ****** eat (Eat)
Drinkin' on syrup, can't sleep (Can't sleep)
Drinkin' on syrup, can't sleep (Can't sleep)
Hot boy, BG (BG), that's the way these young ****** eat (Eat)
Drinkin' on syrup, can't sleep (Can't sleep)
Drinkin' on syrup, can't sleep (Can't sleep)

[Verse 1: $lick $loth]
Every night I'm drinkin' on syrup, can't sleep
Hi-Tech, promethazine, real cheap
Codeine got me on the loc' in the creep
Smoked out, riding with Uzi in the Jeep
Buffet Boys with the $uicide, know that we druggin'
Look at my face, bitch, I'm numb, can't feel nothing
Stealing they place, and it got y'all all bugging
You won't say no names, but who else you see bussing?
Just me and my cousin, stay busting and cutting
These motherfuckers only nutting and puffing
Let's see how it's jumping
When we up in public, don't bring out the old me
'Cause then I'll start dumping, the blood will start gushing
All because of yo' fronting
51-50, bitch, I don't do bluffing
[Chorus: Future]
Hot boy, BG (BG), that's the way these young ****** eat (Eat)
Drinkin' on syrup, can't sleep (Can't sleep)
Drinkin' on syrup, can't sleep (Can't sleep)
Hot boy, BG (BG), that's the way these young ****** eat (Eat)
Drinkin' on syrup, can't sleep (Can't sleep)
Drinkin' on syrup, can't sleep (Can't sleep)

[Verse 2: Ruby da Cherry]
Before I hit the blunt, I gotta pop a couple Oxy
Cherry flavor Coke, I flip the cap, and now I'm sloppy
Copy-cat motherfucker looking like a pussy, I will fuck you up, boy
And your squad won't stop me! Ayy
Call me a snake in the wrong habitat
Give me a name, I will swallow the rat whole
Cold like the fucking polar icecaps
In a black Cadillac, killing myself in the back
Gaudy pack, shawty smokin' blasts
Toting bags full of masks
Pop a tag off the motherfucking body bag
Oddy have a problem, prolly never gonna solve 'em
Spotted cat looking like a fallen angel with no halo
Fuck boy funeral, bitch, I may go Captain Insane-oh
Side bitch and my enemy is the same ho

[Chorus: Future]
Hot boy, BG (BG), that's the way these young ****** eat (Eat)
Drinkin' on syrup, can't sleep (Can't sleep)
Drinkin' on syrup, can't sleep (Can't sleep)
Hot boy, BG (BG), that's the way these young ****** eat (Eat)
Drinkin' on syrup, can't sleep (Can't sleep)
Drinkin' on syrup, can't sleep (Can't sleep)
[Verse 3: Pouya]
Yuh, yuh
Exuberant lunatics hop out the whip
Like Young Thug and get through with it
I dated your momma, sedated your father
Then threw his body to the ocean, he sank to the bottom
I ain't Lil Scrappy, but baby, you don't want no problems
Who is that in the back of the Cadillac with the MAC?
Cocked back, ready to bang into his own brain
Triple $ be the set, don't disrespect me
Got a hunnid more hoes just from this EP
One shell to your back, you a ninja turtle
Put your whole damn body in a fucking hurdle
I don't want to, but if I have to I will hurt you
And if my lil' ass can't do it myself, my lil' homie will murk you
Your girl is my bitch, I know you smell the perfume, yuh

[Transition 1]
Marshall's casual fun fashion watch- i-i-i-is just $19.99
Thank you gra-a-a-a
You're welcome
And don't forget you owe me two- fucks
Okay

[Track 2: Muddy Blunts]
[Chorus: Gangsta Blac]
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout
[Verse 1: Papa Pine]
If smoking weed gets you high
Then why not go down on a bitch when she's rollin' the pine?
Push me into the pussy
Not now, got a blunt to light
I might wanna fuck when the blunt is done
Pumpin' the cunt, and I won't jump the gun
Roll the whole O, ho, then blow me slowly
Gotta go when you done
Grip as I double the cup, sip a puddle of mud
Got one pint in my blood
Twelve O's got me real fucked up
Eyes roll back, I spill my drugs
Homies roll me up, then smoke me in the blunt
Bitch, I am nothing just ash in the cup
Hard to lay back in this grave that I dug

[Chorus: Gangsta Blac]
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout

[Verse 2: $lick $loth]
I just fucked your bitch in some Nike flip flops
Whipped the dope so hard until my fuckin' wrist locked
I just got a bundle of the heron out the east
Break it down and cut it, now I got a quarter key
Smokin' indo dope, no, you can't hit this, though
Cocaine, choppin' snow, I got that drip goin' down my throat
Always justify to get my urges satisfied
So let me clarify

[Chorus: Gangsta Blac]
Now, now, now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout
Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout

[Verse 3: Pouya]
Yuh
Well, it's the $outh $ide $uicide
Buffet Boys, we worldwide
Global 'til the day I die
I love to see my bitches cry, it gets me off
Baby girl, you gettin' lost in the sauce
I don't talk to nobody, I don't got a boss
You sayin' you gon' shoot me, you don't got the balls
Or the guts to bust me in the temple
Why these rappers so sentimental?
Wake up in the morning like what was I meant for?
All of these ho's be trifling
All of them ho's is nymphos
They can fuck but don't give 'em my info, no

[Chorus: Gangsta Blac]
Now I'm high, real-

[Transition 2]
-choice that's everyone's favorite-
Stop by the winter wonderla-

[Track 3: Runnin' Thru the 7th with My Woadies]
[Chorus: Marie Therese]
When you- home, I'll stop this
-come home, I'll stop this

[Verse 1: Ruby da Cherry]
View from a balcony, pool lit up blue
Lawn chairs next to the ice chest
Stuffed two grams in the blunt that we just blew
Now I'm getting blown by a bitch
Who? I don't know her name
Gold chain hanging, got a few in the room
But I don't wear them out, only wear them in the house
'Cause I shine so bright, I don't wanna blind you
Who knew Yung $now wouldn't melt in the summer? It's true
Cold as a polar bear
Chilling with Stunna and $lick, I'm surrounded by tulips
Got me 'bout two clips
Got me 'bout two scripts filled up with Oxy
Smoke hovers all around my fucking body
I murdered this bitch named Oddy, yeah, I shot him
$lick got the shovels, and we digging all night
Pouya in the Caddy
Told him, "Shine the light bright," 'cause I'm digging in darkness
What was a good day has turned into the usual
Back in all black like a funeral

[Chorus: Marie Therese]
When you come home, I'll stop this

[Verse 2: Yung $carecrow]
Runnin' from the cops through the motherfucking 7th
Six bodies dropped, and nobody went to heaven
Block stay hot when I'm creeping with the weapon
Gotta keep the pills in me all because of my depression
City of the crescent, riding with a Smith and Wesson
Got a motherfucker guessing when I hit 'em with the blessing
Two shots to the dome, six shots in the chrome
All shot through your home, now that's a crime zone
$-U-I-C-I-D-E
$carecrow creepin' with Uzi
Lucifer, please come save me
Throw crucifixes at my feet
Walking through the depths of hell
Watchin' as the oceans swell
Grey*59, that's Los Cartel
Nothing but death in every cell

[Chorus: Marie Therese]
When you come home, I'll stop this
When you come home, I'll stop this

[Verse 3: Pouya]
Yuh, she too deep in the flask
Drinking and thinking gonna lead to a bad decision
Déjà vu, I've been through it with you
Multiple times on many occasions
Contemplating vacating without you, I doubt you the one
I could be wrong, I could be sprung, I could be dumb
I could be dumbfounded, well-rounded
Plus the head game therapeutic
She knew when she blew it like Nintendo, you heard me
Some of y'all better curve me, my dick game army strong
My only hope is my song go on for long
This life ain't promised whether you accomplished
What you think about inside of yo' apartment
You working for nothing, you worthless, bitch
Yuh

[Chorus: Marie Therese]
When you come home, I'll stop this

[Transition 3]
-olaroid santevia, in store-
So pick one up for the holidays-
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[Track 4: Gluttony]
[Chorus: Evil Pimp & Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
The devil's out tonight, I'm walking by his side
So kiss yo mama on the lips, and softly say "goodbye"
Silent night, there's no light
That's when I start creepin' like a hitman
Scope my man, and then I toss the dynamite, and—
The devil's out tonight, I'm walking by his side
So kiss yo mama on the lips, and softly say "goodbye"
Silent night, there's no light
That's when I start creepin' like a hitman
Scope my man, and then I toss the dynamite, and—
The devil's out tonight, I'm walking by his side
So kiss yo mama on the lips, and softly say "goodbye"

[Verse 1: Yung $carecrow]
Grew up with them robbers, them shottas
Them hot boys on the block
I pop up with that nine-millimeter, the heater
Or the ether, for any fuckboy who want it
Night or the morning, at any moment I'm known to flash out with the eyes of Lucifer
I'm Judas
Plot with the red dot, hot with the six shot
Rot in the same pot, opps gonna get dropped
Docked in the same block, rocks all in my sock
Stocked with the same Glock
Mask on, pop, pop
And the devil all up in me when I murder with the semi
Pull the trigger 'till it's empty, fuckboy, don't tempt me
Fuckboys all envy *59

[Chorus: Evil Pimp & Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
Silent night, there's no light
That's when I start creepin' like a hitman
Scope my man, and then I toss the dynamite, and—
The devil's out tonight, I'm walking by his side
So kiss yo mama on the lips, and softly say goodbye
Silent night, there's no light
That's when I start creepin' like a hitman
Scope my man, and then I toss the dynamite, and—
The devil's out tonight, I'm walking by his side
So kiss yo mama on the lips, and softly say goodbye

[Verse 2: Lil Uzi]
Pull up with the Glock cocked, aim it at my head
Shot popped, now I'm dead, with a hole full of lead
Yung $now got yo' ho on a sled, getting head in slo-mo
Siren sounds, here come the po-po
Oh no, heard I got that work for the low-low
Don't tell 'em shit, that's a no-no
Three little pigs, I'm the big bad wolf
Blood stained teeth, and I'm covered in wool
Huff and I puff, on a blunt packed full
Bricks ain't shit
Hit a lick on a bitch
Hold 'em up with the dick
One shot in the mouth, now she starting to drool
She blew me away, now my blood starts to pool
Grade A death, like a shooting at a school
Lay me to rest, I'm okay with no breath
Ain't a fool, I ain't like the rest, bitch, I be hanging with ghouls

[Chorus: Evil Pimp & Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
Silent night, there's no light
That's when I start creepin' like a hitman
Scope my man, and then I toss the dynamite, and—
The devil's out tonight, I'm walking by his side
So kiss yo mama on the lips, and softly say "goodbye"
Silent night, there's no light
That's when I start creepin' like a hitman
Scope my man, and then I toss the dynamite, and—
The devil's out tonight, I'm walking by his side
So kiss yo mama on the lips, and softly say goodbye

[Verse 3: Pouya]
Yuh, uh, everybody wanna be ya' homie
When you got your life intact
As I look around, I realize that all of my opinions turn to facts
I'm burning bridges cause I won't communicate with a label that can't relate to me
Myself and I, you gotta tell I can tell that you lie
I need more bread—I'm not satisfied
Satellite television is not enough
I pack out these shows
Got hoes waiting right by the bus
Just to get a chance to lick my nuts
$outh $ide $uicide, do or die, who am I?
Got that .45 in my Levis
I know this bitch wanna be mine
Treat this bitch like a feline, yuh, ayy

[Transition 5]
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[Track 5: $outh $ide $uicide]
[Verse 1: $lick $loth]
Outside in an all black ride, tint rolled up when I'm high
Said they all wanna live but I just wanna die
Mo-motherfucker, if you're looking for me, find me in the night
I got a knife, don't wanna fight
I wanna take your fucking life, and end it right on sight
When I strike, if you bark, better bite
Block hot, fuck the cops, pop a six-shot Glock
Then I trot to the rocks, with me own blood clot
Red-dot, bodies drop when I cock, then I spot
No tomb, no plot, throw 'em off of the yacht, undocked
With the slot of the skull hangin' in the fuckin' river, ho
$ui-$uicide, 6-6-6, *59, so cynical

[Verse 2: Yung Plague]
Got a pound in the blunt, I'm loungin'
Pour another round, I'm drownin'
Climb to the top, I will jump off the mountain (Ayy)
Swervin', swervin' in a motherfucking all-white Crown Vic'
Blue light mounted, siren howlin'
Stole it from a cop because he popped another brown kid (Ayy)
Got the town lit up by the flame that I made
From my grey serenade, make way for the Plague
On the seventh day, grey bodies lay in they graves
Still got the badge, still got the gun
Still got the patch, still got the stun
Still got the cash, bitch, I burn it for fun
Put the Glock to my skull then I—

[Verse 3: Pouya]
Yuh, yuh, yuh
$outh $ide $uicide, kill yourself, ho (Ayy)
Say you gettin' money (Yuh), but your numbers don't show (Yuh, yuh), you a liar
Baseball bat fully wrapped in barbed wire (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
For anyone that's tryna get by us (Bitch)
I been thinkin' a lot (Yuh, yuh), I see these rappers tryna get at my spot
Robb told me (Yuh), "You gotta get it how you live" (Yuh, yuh)
Told that bitch (Bitch, bitch), "You better get up out my biz" (Bitch)
Pickle-breath-ass ho with a face like thizz (Shut the fuck up)
You don't want no issue with nose seen more blow (Yuh, yuh)
Than most nose seen a tissue (Yuh, yuh)
I got anxiety so I can't really do a interview (Yuh, bitch, yuh)
Don't come close to me (Shut the fuck up)
I'm not the one to really do it how it's 'posed to be (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
Independent, tell that label to get over me (Yuh)
I'm over here with my peers, gettin' rich point blank (Bitch, bitch)
Before I bring her to the crib (Yuh), make sure that bitch don't stink (Yuh, yuh, bitch)
Ain't no rules to the game, talk how you want (Yuh)
Walk how you want (Yuh), my job is the shit
I used to clean up shit from the rim of the toilet (Bitch)
Now I'm gettin' money, I don't gotta pack a pistola (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
Okay, maybe (Maybe)
'Cause jealousy make a man go crazy (Go crazy)
Money make a motherfucker hate me

[Outro: Pouya & Public]
One thousand bitches, they all wanna date me
One thousand bitches, they all wanna date me!