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Suicideboys - Cold Turkey Feat Pouya Y Future Lyrics

[Future]
Hot boy, BG
That’s the way these young niggas eat
Drinking on syrup can’t sleep
Drinking on syrup can’t sleep
Hot boy, BG
That’s the way these young niggas eat
Drinking on syrup can’t sleep
Drinking on syrup can’t sleep
Hot boy, BG
That’s the way these young niggas eat
Drinking on syrup can’t sleep
Drinking on syrup can’t sleep

[$lick $loth]
Every night I'm drinking on syrup can't sleep
Hi-Tech, promethazine, real cheap
Codeine got me on the low 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 your fronting'
51-50, bitch, I don't do bluffing

[Future]
Hot boy, BG
That’s the way these young niggas eat
Drinking on syrup can’t sleep
Drinking on syrup can’t sleep
Hot boy, BG
That’s the way these young niggas eat
Drinking on syrup can’t sleep
Drinking on syrup can’t sleep

[Ruby Da Cherry]
Before I hit the blunt I gotta pop a couple Oxy's
Cherry flavor coke I flip the cap and now I'm sloppy
Copycat motherfucker looking like a pussy
I will fuck you up boy and your squad won't stop me
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
Fuckboy funeral bitch, I may go captain insane-o
Side bitch and my enemy is the same, ho

[Future]
Hot boy, BG
That’s the way these young niggas eat
Drinking on syrup can’t sleep
Drinking on syrup can’t sleep
Hot boy, BG
That’s the way these young niggas eat
Drinking on syrup can’t sleep
Drinking on syrup can’t sleep

[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 into 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 100 more hoes just from this EP
One shell to your back, you a ninja turtle
Put your whole dead 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 (yeah)