Lyrics OCTOBER 2ND - s1rk

Mmm mmm aight gimme this shit

I gotta run it back
All of these hoes on my lap
Talking that shit you get smacked
They get mad cause I'm sipping the act
Yeah I buy a 40 I pour up the do
The Galaxy you can see stars in the roof
Bad bitch wanna fuck but I never want to
Yeah I got the booze and the number one took it
I got the tickets you gon be missing
These bitches always be tripping
Life threw me a fucking rod so I started fishing
I'm running the game like no intermission
And I make that money while I'm taking a piss
And I sold out my show when I ran out of tickets
Any clothes that I want? No I just pick it
My heart been broke ion think you could fix it
I just been getting bout all of the cash
Fucking that bitch when I dip going spaz
And she on the block like that boy, Steve Nash
One bag for a gram know that boy get finessed
Imma shoot up your car in an all black vest
Bitches be bugging you know what it is
We robbing your crib, and we leaving a mess
I'm a take off my shoes and run like 30 laps
I've been all on the track
I don't sell no Coke but I sell all the crack
Bro, these bitches be bugging don't know how to act
And me, I'm just sipping the wok hard plat
But me got the double cup
I got two bitches they bust it up
Counting bands, while I get my haircut
No solar, I'ma get my flare up

We just be popping you know we insane
I shoot that boy in his motherfucking brain
And we just been running this shit like a train
Lil fuck boy bet I know where you stay
And I've been so fly like a motherfucking plane
No cockpit aerobics I've been on my main
No, you can't bang with us
If you ain't in the gang, can't hang with us
Got wood pack smoking on Angel dust
And I'm bout to stack all my cake to the top
I gotta get up, gotta get up, gotta get up
All these hoes can't show like us
I've just been sipping, got purp red guts
And I've been so fly like a Bird nest uh
And I've been steady coming in first, next what?
And I've been wearing all the purp Monclair on God
We smoking ganja and we get high
That's the only way I know how to get by
I ain't talking Juice WRLD but bitch, bye-bye
Cause I no longer need you all up in my life
I've been mixing the Fanta with the dirty Sprite
Bad bitch called me 11 PM at night
And we Sippin elephant, strong pint
Wish I could go back in time before I fucked it up
October 2 was the day to come
Put a ring in the game i'm married yuh
And I stay with the gang we scary, huh

A keep it lit like a flame when I touch the fire
Told the bitch I never cheated. She called me a liar.
Bad bitch, but she flat like an old tire
We ran out of electricity, like an old wire
Fat ass but she fake imma put it on my plate still
Imma really fuck imma ask "can we mate still?"
I do what I want. I don't give a fuck how they feel
Oh, they really wanna take it up with me to keep it real
I've been Sippin purple "Danny, how you feel?"
And I've been stacking bread bout to hit a mil
Snatch it kill bout to fuck a milf
Then we getting to the bread like aye
Stack a bitch on my dick bitch I'm bout to catch a case
I'm just playing I'm a run up shoot that pussy in the face
And I've been trying to tell her come over put pussy on my waist
Home-run, first base, ain't no hero, I got capes