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ylti – sweet thing lyrics

[intro]
shoot to ill

[chorus]
sweet thing, sweet like grenadine
you were on fire, lit kerosene
all this melancholy in my melodies
all because you called me and you said you don’t care for me
sweet thing, sweet like grenadine
you were on fire, lit kerosene
all this melancholy in my melodies
all because you called me and you said you don’t care for me

[verse 1]
mental breakdown, marijuana breakdown
08′ wayne playing like the song on my mysp-ce layout
they got so much beef with me that i could start a steak house
pull me out the oven b-tch i’m baked now (ylti)
gonna eat up all the sweet stuff that i say, yeah
my mind ain’t right like it’s zooming on a racetrack
i need to buy another o from pat sajak
rocky roads ahead, i need that a$ap
even when i’m high, i’m never high enough
way up in the sky, still i’m not fly enough
every shot i swish, right as the time is up
still the bullsh-t, it keeps on piling up (yeah, yeah)
and i need boos when i’m not getting claps
and i need more lines than a city map, ya
and i’m a workaholic like adam demamp
so much smoke comin’ out me, i’m having asthma attacks, yeah

[chorus]
sweet thing, sweet like grenadine
you were on fire lit kerosene
all this melancholy in my melodies
all because you called me and you said you don’t care for me
sweet thing, sweet like grenadine
you were on fire lit kerosene
all this melancholy in my melodies
all because you called me and you say you don’t care for me

[verse 2]
caught up in the trap (woah)
bee’s wax, that’s none of your bee’s wax (yeah)
relax, i just need to relax
it’s like i golf cause, where the f-ck’s my team at?
i can’t be stuck on e like i need gas
i stay stuck on trees like some tree sap
i stay on my feet and i think fast
i just bought your girlfriend some kneepads – ya b-tch
i’m a starving artist, f-ck your feedback
i don’t need that, i can guarantee that
you pressin’ my b-ttons like you think you know the code to my keypad
all these hoes need to keep back, i just need that (yeah)

[chorus]
sweet thing, sweet like grenadine
you were on fire lit kerosene
all this melancholy in my melodies
all because you called me and you say you don’t care for me
sweet thing, sweet like grenadine
you were on fire, lit kerosene
all this melancholy in my melodies
all because you called me and you said you don’t care for me

- ylti lyrics

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