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strawberry crush - syb lyrics

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strawberry crush

(0:19): verse 1

i’m back on the road
it’s a whole different mode
back in the city
it’s a whole different feeling
home for the summer
i’m alone and it’s hot
end in different places
but we hard from the start
man i swear to god

shoutout ones
who never link
when they said they would
even ones
when they link
when they never could
i’m back in the city
what’s good?
possessed like a dubois
n—- what’s really good??

what’s really hood?
what’s really dreams
u stayed nlv
cuz you didn’t leave
i was bold in the winter
late night peaks
unr got me asking
what’s really sleep

on the look
for more turquoise s— (yea)
out with the cast
on some big boi s— (yea)
no employment
let the rich boys in
how i could i eject
with all that girl poison

warm a– beaches
white girl screeches
“take me back” posts
showing off like cleavage
not feeling cute
but posts for us to know
from memories
she felt cute jus a week ago

oh s—
it’s the time of the year
time for the money
ain’t got time to appear
busy with the beats
im busy making tracks
head so dizzy
got it up too fast

(1:16):
eat from the a–
of potato chip bags
you are what you eat
on a couch playing smash
stained cushions
controllers stay pushing
ordering pizza
ain’t got time! for cooking

chapelle
the p—- stock market crashed
all there is sheltered d—-
in a tempered gl-ss
i stay on my block
binge season at the spot
chilling like a lobster
in a boiling pot (w-ssup)

i text and i glance
from afar
rolodex
tryna recall who you are
favorite song come on
singing like she mean it
loves a good time
the queen when she meanest

the perfect kind of sweetish
fish in the sea
gotta list of some things
places you ain’t never seen
down for lunch
we can eat anything
she ain’t down for much
i’ll make her down for everything

(1:55):
girl i can pick you up
in my red komoda
cherry red cruze
out the blue jus showed up
i told you i’d come thru
jus load up
kick it back at my spot
with the shots poured up

now she’s got a whole
summer to remember
keepin lingerie with my shirts
like spencer’s
stay tuned
well have more adventures
but for now
ferrari mccloud the next attender

new bottle at the bar
i jus parked the car
came in to find
myself drinking by myself
in the dark
long drive over
house of pain
the champs don’t
drive sober

but i miss those
kitchen counter puzzles
blasting every single song
ignoring the shuffle
i’m cross faded
i can’t concentrate it
but i know the next rip
was jus long awaited (yea)

yea we cutthroat
wild cuz we young
worse than lollipops
that used to cut weak tongues
drink got me punished
weather got me sun-kissed
drunk is the mind ain’t got time
for no bum b—-

opinionated nation
it’s a hot celebration
no more time
that we wasting, yea
ay tech, lemme hear that back

- syb lyrics

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