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Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Nash Effect) I'm off ecstasy and syrup, I'm a young thug (Adio) Ecstasy and syrup, I ain't ate in a week A hundred twenty thousand just for two seats She gon' call back every time because I make it back I keep fallin' out with my brother 'cause he hate rap Ricky zip up kinda fit me like a straight jacket (Ecstasy and syrup, uh-huh) Ecstasy and syrup, I ain't ate in a week I spoke my favorite bitch but really all fake Rolling Loud just give me fifty for the small stage I run through my city like I'm Walter Payton Fuck it, I just left the city, I think they all are hating Racks bustin' out of rap, you talkin' 'bout fittin' in? I just fucked my dream girl and she just brought her friend We don't do new Celine 'less we buy it for the kids I know I'm really geeked, but I'ma say it how it is Bought all the city lean, now I'm heading to the sip Pourin' two of each, everything with pint and Tris (Ecstasy and syrup, I'm a young thug) (No bap) Ayy, ayy, ecstasy and syrup, I ain't ate in a— Ecstasy and syrup, I ain't ate in a week SongtexteA hundred twenty thousand just for two seats She gon' call back every time because I make it back I keep fallin' out with my brother because he hate rap Ricky zip-up kinda fit me like a straight jacket (Ayy, ecstasy and syrup, ayy) I'm off ecstasy and syrup, I'm a young thug I'm off ecstasy and syrup, I'm like Young Thug I'm off ecstasy and syrup, I'm a young thug Mafia member, gotta be this geeked to enter Aus Songtexte Mania