LEARN LYRICS

I'm pouring syrup in the cup

I watch as every bubble pops

I don't hear the voices of these blah-blahs

Scumbags and whores always go together

I'm having dinner in the back of a Benz

Milan is the home of the bad guys, that is

You can't pass my lane

I use weed and toxin, syrup as medicine

A million without ever signing, I put ice on these streets

I'm precise even without a laser, too much Syrup, I don't have clear ideas

I've been through storms, now the bull slides on the wet

I put rock in place of diamonds, I'm a star in name and in fact

I pour two cups, one for Finesse, they're not light

She sucks it without her hands, she has a superpower

I'm smoking splinters, a gram fell into the ashtray

I don't follow the herd, not even the law

You know I have a bull on the logo and the engine is still Audi, yeh-yeh

I fucked the game, I fucked, These opps and supermodels, yeah

I don't know how many out there, bro, are willing to change their stance, yeah

I'm against the industry and anyway, I like this feeling, yeah

That's right

I'm pouring syrup in the cup

I watch as every bubble pops

I don't hear the voices of these blah-blahs

Scumbags and whores always go together

I'm having dinner in the back of a Benz

Milan is the home of the bad guys, that is

You can't pass my lane

I use weed and toxin, syrup as medicine

Hey, I'm pouring more cups than a Starbucks, the only one left who makes real trap

Candy in the purple drank makes bubbles but it's not champagne

Drones on the line like Google Maps, yellow lasers like Lisa and Bart

I use cash, I don't have a Visa card

No one here is called Massimo but we all live in danger

Two grand in a rubber band before you spend it I'll eliminate it

I kill beats and it becomes a classic, I leave wounds all around the perimeter

I hear them talking and talking, I only think about profit

All the bitches listen to my stuff, the new stuff comes out and they're like, 'Whoo-whoo!'

Those who tell me off, then copy me, those who despise me later buy it, it's 'Whoo-whoo!'

Code' in the cup, I already mixed it, I got a limited edition Sprite

Now her pussy tastes like strawberry, I fucked her in the trap

I'm pouring syrup in the cup

I watch as every bubble pops

I don't hear the voices of these blah-blahs

Scumbags and whores always go together

I'm having dinner in the back of a Benz

Milan is the home of the bad guys, that is

You can't pass my lane

I use weed and toxin, syrup as medicine