Lyrics Young - LUSYD

I turn up from the moon to the sunlight
Hot head, but I'm cold hearted sometimes
Lowkey smart, but get dumb high
Gotta do it yourself, want it done right
Fuck a OT, I clutch in the crunch time
Down two, And1, get it untied
Had to get a little crunk for the one time
Get loose, no noose but they uptight

'Cause we up from the dusk to the sunlight
Hot head, but I'm cold hearted sometimes
I roll me up one and get dumb high
Gotta do it yourself, want it done right
Fuck a OT, I clutch in the crunch time
Down two, And1, get it untied
Had to get a lil' crunk for the one time
Wanna die? Then I dare you to come try

Ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok
Ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok
Too many shots in me tonight
I'm feeling right
I got a 10 on my left and a 10 on my right
And they tend to whatever I like
I can tell who my side
Shit happen to go down, I know who gon' ride
Know who gon' turn on me
Fuck 'em eternally
Wanna turn up with me just 'cause I'm next
Up and I don't rest
Say bye to stress and go pour up that Moët
It's time to get more wet
It's time to get more lit
No candle
They can't handle us, they got no grip
That boy must be loco for leaving his hoe with me
Around LUSYD, you know she get stolen
We lock eyes, I approach her, it's over
I don't even feel bad, 'cause he bogus
I see double everything, I can't focus
Double Ds, double cups, what a moment
Every soul in this bitch off the potion
Blue notes and butts, it's a lot of that thrown
From the front, to the side, to the back, 'til the morning

'Cause we up from like dusk to the sunlight
Hot head, but I'm cold hearted sometimes
I roll me up one and get dumb high
Gotta do it yourself, want it done right
Fuck a OT, I clutch in the crunch time
Down two, And1, get it untied
Had to get a lil' crunk for the one time
Get loose, no noose, up they uptight

Ok, ok, ok, ok
Jumping
Kicking the whole fucking floor in
I'm finna go in
Leave on a high note
Glass broken
Moses, how I split a Hennessy open
Pockets swollen, incoming explosion
We got motion, but swear we ain't going
Here to stay, thought we already told 'em
They didn't believe in us, we had to show them
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Throw that ass onto the floor
Load the choppa, let it blow
Skin pistol
In my pocket
To her throat
And it's loaded
Half a acid on my tongue
We turn up like no tomorrow

'Cause we up from like dusk to the sunlight
Hot head, but I'm cold hearted sometimes
Lowkey smart, I get dumb high
Gotta do it yourself, want it done right
Fuck a OT, I clutch in the crunch time
Down two, And1, get it untied
Had to get a lil' crunk for the one time
And I'm gone off goose, better duck right
Now