lk corvus - synco mode lyrics
[intro]
hit or miss, i guess they never miss, huh?
you got a boyfriend, i bet he doesn’t kiss ya (mwah!)
he gon’ find another girl and he won’t miss ya
he gon’ skrrt and hit the dab like wiz khalifa
you play with them b+lls like it’s fifa
you won every level, you’re the leader, ooh
you used to work at whataburger
now you pop your p+ssy for the warner brothers
(it’s everyday bro)
shots fired, you’re fired
you’re washed up, you’re retired
your kitty looks like a flat tire (eww!)
i bet that your kitty rеal tired
goin’ on you with the pick and roll
young la flame, hе in horso mode
[refrain]
h+llo, ed+boys
many doors, yes?
too much for couch potato ed+boys like yourselves
yes?
[verse 1]
made this here with all the ice on in the booth
at the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose (bawk!)
jump out boys, that’s nike boys, hoppin’ out coupes
this sh+t way too big, when we pull up, give me the loot (trogdor!)
was off the remy, had a papoose
had to hit my old town to (+quack+) the news
two+four hour lockdown, we made no moves
now it’s 4 am and i’m back up poppin’ with the crew
i just landed in, chase b mixes pop like jamba juice
different colored chains, think my jeweler really sellin’ fruits
and they chokin’, man, know the ++++ wish it was a noose
[refrain]
some+some+some+someone said
to win the retreat, we all in too deep
play+play+playin’ for keeps, don’t play us for weak (someone said)
to win the retreat, we all in too deep
play+play+playin’ for keeps, don’t play us for weak
(aah!)
[verse 2}
this sh+t way too formal, y’all know i don’t follow suit
stacy’s mom, most of these girls ain’t got a clue (idiot)
all of these hoes i made off records i produced
i might take all my exes and put ’em all in a group
hit my eses, i need the bootch
’bout to turn this function to bonnaroo
told her, “hop in, you comin’ too”
mr. 305, b+tches treat me like i’m uncle luke
(don’t stop, f+ck me jerry!)
had to slop the top off, it’s just a roof, uh
she said, “where we goin’?” i said, “the moon”
we ain’t even make it to the room
she thought it was the ocean, it’s just the pool
now i got her open, it’s just the goose
who put this sh+t together? i’m the glue
(someone said)
shorty facetimed me out the belt
(someone said)
play+playin’ for keeps
(someone said, mother++++, someone said)
don’t play us for weak
[refrain]
yah!
assh0l+
yuh
wet
look
[verse 3]
ayy, he’s in love with high school
back in, back in, back in, back in, jerk him with my d+cks
now i hit that orgy s+x with jesus christ booty
i did jesus christ, now i’m poundin’ on xan
had me out like a light, ayy, yeah
like a light, ayy, yeah
like a light, ayy, yeah
like a light, ayy, yeah
fortnite
767, man, this sh+t got seven man
sh+t, i still got d+ck to settle
man, i smashed jesus christ
jesus, the c+ck
cut the christ, jimmy’s is christ
jimmy think i’m straight
i’m straight
that booty nice, booty lookin’ rice
jesus rice, d+cks over christ
that’s what smashed on the block with my pipe
lost my rice+spect, that booty, booty, booty, booty wet
i suck c+cks on sight
suck the c+ck
suck the c+ck, jimmy
[verse 4]
see the c+ck that i took, that had me shook
jerk on his jesus, i be on the christ
milly rice ’til i’m dizzy (eh, yeah)
like where is he? (my mom)
no one seen him (ah, yeah)
i’m tryna skeet ’em
he’s in love with jimmy
back in high school, i used suck wet condoms
back in high school, i used to orgy seven men
now i hit that pipe
do the mario!
[chorus]
swing your arms from side to side
come on, it’s time to go
do the mario!
take one step, and then again
let’s do the mario
all together now!
swing your arms from side to side
come on, it’s time to go
do the mario!
take one step, and then again
just like that!
[outro]
phil’s from the ‘sco, jack’s from the p.i
horatio or horat, so big+eyed!
tito d+ck, “d+ckman”, baby!
he raised phil and loves the ladies
jack’s cool, he’s lazy, he’s still learnin’
otherwise cherry pie, he’s still a virgin
chita, meet the freak of the week+ah!
phil’s homegirl, god, jack wanna keep her
but it’s not happenin’, neither! (no!)
shakin’ like a seizure, hold up, let me spark this, take a breather
breathe that reefer in my lungs
i got grapes, what you watchin’, son?
it’s the nutshack!
it’s the nutshack!
koopas!
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