Syrup

Imma hop on this beat like Chris Brown beats

Spit the gunfire better call the fuckin police

Lord mercy! I feel like a mothafuckin beast

With all this power I can grow real cash money trees

Yeah, walk out of the room and shut the door

I spit this fire like I fuckin transformed

Once I leave yall niggas are toasted Smores

Niggas rated E for everyone, no blood and gore

Yeah, just listen to the beat and ride wit it

Like we in a low rider better grab the lighter cause if this shit gets

tighter I might just shoot that spider and shit gonna get deep and whiter

Yeah, say my name yung lean syrup

Spread it on your pancakes oh lord have mercy like a bishop

Eat it like you didnt even know anything existed

I got you like a shooting star and dreams come true if you wished it

Yeah, it comes true if you wished it,

And it aint no pyramid like an Egyptian

God daaaamn, Imma drop the mic Lord Jesus gotta tell me this is Fiction

This is the yung lean syrup audition

Expect more from me because that's my mission

I'll break any nigga frontin like El Chapo runs out of prison

Because to me I'm the Lion and yall niggas are just a bunch of pidgeons