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summrs - in it deep lyrics

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[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah, whew

[verse]
aye, duece came rolled in some weed
milo, where the f-ck the bag of weed?
i walked in this b-tch with a pound of weed
got it out the ground i was in it deep
playing with them racks like i’m playing with kids
the glock the only thing that i see
don’t you love when you hear that b-tch go beep?
oh, you broke as f-ck you never heard that
i got a g2 with me it got kickback
give the glock to autumn shooting out the kickback
you got to cash app me to get your b-tch back
knock that boy head off tell him shake that
tell that hoe lol and she say she hate that
n-gg-s f-ck right here, yeah, i made that
your love right here and she ate that
this n-gg- lollygagging we don’t play that
she like “is that rino? could you play that”
sh-t, you got a fatty, could you shake that?
i’m too d1 i’ma just say that
i’m smoking the fat ‘wood in a maybach
i f-ck with the white girl i don’t do the blunt
where is the tape? n-gg-, i had to push it back

[verse 2]
yeah, yeah, yeah, whew
she want to meet right now
chopper on me right now
i got the moncler on me right now
i’m f-cking this hoe ’cause she’ll bust down
i scored on the pint, n-gg-, touchdown
she want to me f-ck when i touch down
and this f&n spraying rounds
you talking foul you finna fall out
’cause the g2 really knock him out
have his goofy -ss dancing like lil [?]
i got a thc up in the sauraus
gave the gucci belt away it got boring
we too elite you can’t ignore us
i came on the beat wit a f-ckin’ chorus
you watching me like a f-cking tourist
i’m smoking tree like a f-cking forest
i’m getting flee like i’m chuck norris
i’m moving the phat right up in the storage
i’m judging these n-gg-s like they was a tourist
i’m sippin the phat right up in the morning
i’m sippin the phat like it was porridge
i’m with lil duece and that’s what i’m pouring
i need a pint but you know i’m scoring
i’m sipping too much that’s why i’m snoring
shoot this b-tch up with no warning
i’m in a party but our life is boring
wheres the money at, i’m exploring
yeah, i want to f-ck but i’m not finna force it
we in a coupe and we finna floor it
ain’t ’bout the money then i’ma ignore it



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