Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

I'm pouring syrup in the cup (uoh-uoh-uoh)
I watch as every bubble pops (uoh-uoh-uoh)
I can't hear the voices of these blah-blah (blah-blah)
Infamous and whores always go in pairs (bu-bu)
I'm dining in the back of a Benz
Milan is the home of the bad guys, that is
You can't surpass my lane
I use weed and codeine, syrup as medicine

A million without ever signing, I put ice for these streets (ice)
I'm precise even without the laser, too much Syrup, I don't have clear ideas
I've been through storms, now the bull slides on the wet
I put rock instead of diamonds, I'm a star in name and in fact
(Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I pour two cups, one for Finesse, they are not light (let's go, let's go)
She sucks it without her hands, she has a super power (bad, bad)
I'm smoking shards, a gram fell into the ashtray (bu-bu-bu)
I don't follow the flock, not even the law
You know I have a bull on the logo and the engine is always Audi, yeh-yeh
I fucked the game, I fucked, these opps and the supermodels, yeh-yeh
I don't know how many out there, bro, are willing to change position, yeh-yeh
I'm against the industry and anyway, I like this feeling, yeh-yeh
Exactly

(Ah, ah)
I'm pouring syrup in the cup (uoh-uoh-uoh)
I watch as every bubble pops (uoh-uoh-uoh)
I can't hear the voices of these blah-blah (blah-blah)
Infamous and whores always go in pairs (bu-bu)
I'm dining in the back of a Benz
Milan is the home of the bad guys, that is
You can't surpass my lane
I use weed and codeine, syrup as medicine

Hey, I thread more cups than a Starbucks, the only one left to do real trap (Milan)
Candies in the purple drank make bubbles but it's not champagne (bu-bu, Milan)
Ah, ah, drones in line like Google Maps, yellow laser like Lisa and Bart
I use cash, I don't have a Visa card (psst-psst)
No one here is called Massimo but we all live the danger
Two thousand inside an elastic before I spend them I eliminate them
I kill beats and it becomes a classic, I leave wounded all around the perimeter
I hear them talking and talking, I only think about the gain
All the bitches listen to my stuff, the new one comes out and they go, "Uoh-uoh"
Who disses me, then copies me, who despises after buying is uoh-uoh
Codeine in the cup, I've already mixed it, I have a limited edition Sprite
Now her pussy tastes like strawberry (exactly), I fucked her in the trap (exactly)

(Ah, ah)
I'm pouring syrup in the cup (uoh-uoh-uoh)
I watch as every bubble pops (uoh-uoh-uoh)
I can't hear the voices of these blah-blah (blah-blah)
Infamous and whores always go in pairs (bu-bu)
I'm dining in the back of a Benz
Milan is the home of the bad guys, that is
You can't surpass my lane
I use weed and codeine, syrup as medicine

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