Syke (Intro)

Catch you off guard it's a murder scene In the dark of night like promethazine Human torch on the porch with the sunny beams Scorching niggas with the force like I'm Palpatine Zooming with the horse seven hundred of 'em She hate to see me running with the rejects Hit the finish line had to disconnect Cant flex on my ex if there's nothing left Army of one got a tab on my tongue Scratching the lung cause the dabby had stung Flashing the light the night young that's a bet High like a jet when I'm with that brunette Sharp with the tongue got the head of an ant Strings of a harp when my molecules dance My best friend's a blunt that's the purest romance If you hit up my phone up drop a text in advance Drop a text in advance Drop a text in advance